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I have a heart But it's completely hollow No weight gets counted Because I have nothing to follow. When it pumps, I hear the air getting pushed out With little drops of blood Splattered out of my mouth I can't control it, It's just my heart which is perforated Into a perfect circle Which I always hated. I want it to get filled And it would some day When my world gets built Around someone who says, "I would love you the way You've always been, And a perfect heart Will be perfectly filled If you take my hand And let me build A world for you Where we can stay And live forever Celebrating each day."
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Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 7:43 AM UTC
The hole in my Heart
I have a heart But it's completely hollow No weight gets counted Because I have nothing to follow. When it pumps, I hear the air getting pushed out With little drops of blood Splattered out of my mouth I can't control it, It's just my heart which is perforated Into a perfect circle Which I always hated. I want it to get filled And it would some day When my world gets built Around someone who says, "I would love you the way You've always been, And a perfect heart Will be perfectly filled If you take my hand And let me build A world for you Where we can stay And live forever Celebrating each day."
The typical dream of every girl :P
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Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 7:43 AM UTC
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