The heart

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They broke it off after holding it with love

They took the once happy smiling love

They left the rushing blood to bleed

They left the beat to die at last

They tore it into pieces and snatched

They ripped the holy gift for them

They carelessly cared for the love

That they wished always to be theirs

They holed it firing a bullet straight

They let it burst in moments secs

They let me die and took the heart

Propheced by God to be a lucky charm

The greedy beasts never thought that what

A heart would love with a dead corpse

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