iii. ballad of a broken heart

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Every line is dedicated to you,
The paragraphs speaks of its own,
-Glitters and sparkles that I feel.
You made me write about you,
That when you decided to let me die,
-I stabbed my heart with a pen,
And cried myself to sleep,
The wound in my chest will never outgrow the pain you left in me.

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