Exploding

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By ~Angela~

This is it, I crossed the finish line, I didn't make it in time, I didn't make first place to your heart, I made second, What now, It was winner takes all, I get nothing but pain, I was so close, I lost my footing, Tripped a couple times, It cost me the race, The race to your heart, Now the imploding, Is coming from my heart, It is exploding, The love I had prepared for you, Has gone to waste, Now my heart's remains, Lie on the ground, In front of you and the winner of your heart, Now I shall lie on the ground, On the ground next to my bleeding heart.

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