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Mar 2011
You’re the one who shut me out
A bleeding heart is a dead heart
Pierced by your words, pushing them deeper
Serrated to inflict the most pain
When did I go from your pride to your prey?
You got what you wanted.
Clutching my chest, this is the end.
A bleeding heart is a dead heart
Brendan Sauer
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