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My broken heart is in pieces Got a missing piece too It’s beyond repair, It turned black Had so much love which felt green Now the glass is shattering Everything turning blue and black Reminiscing the good times that felt fatal Remembering the memories of him Oh so unstable Had a niggling feeling Couldn’t catch the onset becoming Possessed with demon blood I hate that I’m ugly beyond repair My heart sings the songs of the fallen I hate that it’s breaking up Whatever was befallen I can’t run or hide away from this feeling, It’s the last of humanity dealing I can’t finish the crossed line I’m becoming the demon that which I am dealing. Rescue me no man coming I’m unbecoming the version that cried to god But no one came nor they stayed It was a one man job. Help me there is no resolution I have been and un-been Feeling gratuitous from the moment the flesh erased to the glass skin. I will go down and under Lost in the sea of monster If this is the end, let me be An uncaring **** stirrer.
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Aug 6, 2022
Aug 6, 2022 at 8:54 AM UTC
Broken
My broken heart is in pieces Got a missing piece too It’s beyond repair, It turned black Had so much love which felt green Now the glass is shattering Everything turning blue and black Reminiscing the good times that felt fatal Remembering the memories of him Oh so unstable Had a niggling feeling Couldn’t catch the onset becoming Possessed with demon blood I hate that I’m ugly beyond repair My heart sings the songs of the fallen I hate that it’s breaking up Whatever was befallen I can’t run or hide away from this feeling, It’s the last of humanity dealing I can’t finish the crossed line I’m becoming the demon that which I am dealing. Rescue me no man coming I’m unbecoming the version that cried to god But no one came nor they stayed It was a one man job. Help me there is no resolution I have been and un-been Feeling gratuitous from the moment the flesh erased to the glass skin. I will go down and under Lost in the sea of monster If this is the end, let me be An uncaring **** stirrer.
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Aug 6, 2022
Aug 6, 2022 at 8:54 AM UTC
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