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Created on: October 01, 2008
KARMA'S A BITCH
Tears stream down my cheeks
I cannot stop them
It makes me furious that you have that kind of control over my emotions
My heart is broken and bleeding into my stomach
It makes me feel sick
I want to vomit and I would if not for this intense fear
That my insides would spill out with everything else
I hate you for taking my heart, no, stealing my heart,
Showing it love but then giving it back to me abused and broken
What did you do to my heart when I wasn't looking?
I don't ever recall a time when I actually saw you stomp or kick or spit or even chop my heart into tiny little pieces
How could I have missed that?
I keep trying to mend it but it keeps falling apart
And it won't stop bleeding
Why won't it stop bleeding?
Maybe this was your master plan all along
Maybe you destroyed my heart in such a way
That only you would know how to put it back together
And if that's the case, then thats just fine!
You can have it! I don't want it anymore!
It burns inside my chest like fire and it's all your fault!
I gave you my heart so that you would love and cherish and keep it safe forever
And now look at it!
All cracked, seeping out blood and shriveling up like a dried prune
I hope your happy, because I don't want my heart back
Yes, you can keep it, and as for your heart,
You don't get it back just yet, no, not just yet
I have big plans for your heart!
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