A feeling learned within
Destroying our hearts with sin
A lesson learned right off the bat
But forgotten just like that!
Two broken hearts die alone
With memories creating the tone
A hate filled with pure lust
A Hate that has destroyed all trust
This beaten heart is already dead
In its last moments, Filled with dread
Screaming at this feeling inside
Yelling when will i die
I have writters block leave me alone T.T
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