Jul 2014
My heart never broke
It never stopped
It was never shattered
My heart kept beating
But it meant nothing
Because the rest of me was dead
It never stopped
It was never shattered
My heart kept beating
But it meant nothing
Because the rest of me was dead
I wrote this in a minute, sitting drunk on my bedroom floor.
''Write drunk, edit sober'' -E.H.
''Write drunk, edit sober'' -E.H.
