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Pseudo heart

Contributed by carmen_queasy on Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 02:57:38 PM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



You lay in my arms crying, “Make it stop”
Some ***** trampled your heart
Made it shatter to a million pieces
Will I heal?
Will I ever ******* heal?
There’s not a heart to heal
If never there was a heart to love
And I will make it ache
I’m in more pain than you, my pathetic competition
He hurt me more, you pathetic fool
I’ll win this race, race of stupidity
“I slit my wrists tonight”
So beat that you say,
Beat that, *****
She cut out your heart and trashed it
Yeah I’m sure she’s the one for you, making your every dream come true
With every ******* fake “I love you”
She brought you stars from your eyes
You’re stupid; you’re weak, gullible ****
There’s not a heart to heal
If never there was a heart to love
Cry yourself to sleep
No one can save you now
Every flower you ever gave her is surely dead and gone
Did that make your heart ache? Take her back, fool
There’s not a heart to heal
If never there was a heart to break
Still not a heart to heal
If never there was a heart to hate
I’ll see you at the finish line in this Broken Hearts Community
I cheated,
My heart is fake, so ******* fake and as I will say
There never was a heart to heal
Because there never was a heart too fake




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Re: Pseudo heart (User Rating: 1 )
by Living_In_My_Dream on Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 03:05:44 PM AEST
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this was an awesome write...filled with truth...my writing is the same...its so I dont know...read it lol..if you want ...and if you do tell me what you think??? well yeah I think you have an awesome way of getting ur feelings out...I think that this poem is a great way of explaining everything u have been going through...I cut myself to...and I hate it..dont you...well yeah...just think about what would happen if you cut too deep...just yeah...eep it up...you have so much talent...keep it coming


Re: Pseudo heart (User Rating: 1 )
by carmen_queasy on Thursday, 20th May 2004 @ 04:04:57 AM AEST
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thanks for your message. I'll read yours when I get the chance, but thanks for the comment. I didn't actually write that poem about myself cutting. I didn't mean it in that way, I actually wrote it about obsessive relationships where the end does feel like the end all of everything which is what I meant by "I slit my wrists tonight" I'm not promoting cutting or anything, I just wanted to make that clear.




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