A BROKEN HEART
This broken heart of mine,
Cannot be healed.
It's been torn and ripped
Away from my very chest.
It cannot be healed,
For love has killed it slowly and painfully.
I can't love again,
For I am afraid of being hurt.
Evertime I love and give my all,
My lover turns away from me
As if it were nothing important.
Silent tears no one can hear,
They don't even care what happens to me.
So if I die and whither away,
No one would notice I'm gone.
They would go on about their own life,
Not caring about anyone but themselves.
So as I die slowly,
No one is here watching my pain.
Drowning in lies,
I cry out for help,
But no one's listening..to the pain I'm going through.
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If you think talking to your imaginary friend is bad...
...Your imaginary friend trying to kill you is 10x worse!
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The voices in my head said a joke, and my imaginary friend laughed.
Me
...Your imaginary friend trying to kill you is 10x worse!
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The voices in my head said a joke, and my imaginary friend laughed.
Me
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From your good friend,
Levi