Broken

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My heart feels dark

Ink making it's mark

Chaos swallows up the sky

Dark Clouds, the rain whispering to us that we are going to die

How did we cross this path?

Drowning, hurting, in a thick bloodbath

My eyes burn bright

I knew

I just knew

Something wasn't right

Please don't make me say goodbye,

Please, the love of my life

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