Ouch. It hurts. A scar.
A scar deep in my heart. It stretches from the left to right, all the way around.
It's not on my skin, then why does it hurt? Like some one is pushing a knife through my heart. Like it's ripping apart.
Ow. Ow. There it goes again.
Ouch. That hurts. It hurts a lot.

So Stop it.
Because that's mean.