once ripe with love
now withered and empty
a heart that pumps blood
shouldnt break so easily
but time plays tricks
and ensnared me in it's web
with a broken heart I can't fix
and a sea of tear I shed
the sound it made
was such sweet music
why it had to fade
and make me sick
is a strange mistery
a desperate lost cause
that suddenly hit me
and brought out my flaws
This heart is now a stone
cold and hard to the touch
to each his own
to me not much
Such a heart is hard to mend
too much time has passed
too many rules to bend
too much blood to bleed
but if it ever beats again
it'll beat for thee...
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