I was murdered the day I met you. I didn't realise, though, because I was too busy trying to give you my heart. You didn't take it, of course. Instead, you
Carved a hole in my chest and ripped out what I so willingly would have given you, and stole the one thing that is my reason to live. My ability to love.
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Poems And Quotes
PoetryI doubt anyone will read this, but I write poems and quotes all the time to cope with my "problems" and so I thought, jey, why not post them? So...here they are. Btw:trigger warning in most of them. I will put a warning, just in case.
