Black. Broken. Heart., by PenToPaper
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You caught fire.
And I stood there,
And watched my dreams drown in the ashes of your black
heart.
Driven to insanity.
Holding a match in my hand,
But who's to blame?
You told me to forget you.
Well the only way to do that was to
KILL YOU.
Secrets drown in regret.
As I draw the knife to my black broken heart.
But she never heard the end
Of this twisted happily ever after.
He had his secrets too...
He loved her... |
Posted: 2011-03-19 22:42:18 UTC |
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