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Posted on January 8, 2016 at 9:20 PM
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They ripped my heart,
into two,
stuck needles and pins through my flesh,
through my bones.
All I'll ever be is revenge.
Their choice in magic,
as black as the hearts that
never used to beat.
Ignorant minds attempting to cast
a spell on those unlucky to be true.
Don't try and get sucked into the
nothingness
that
will always be their eyes.
At first coming off as
beautiful,
caring,
loving.
Then the shell melts away
the second the spell wares off.
A face full of regret and pain,
powers of persasion could be used in so many ways.
They had to chose the only way they knew.
They ripped my heart into two,
stuck needles and pins,
I have no one anymore to talk to
you, know who I'm talking about.
If you understand contact me
before I cave in...
-The Broken Poet </3
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