I thought my barriers were too high
I was certain that it will not fall
I guarded my heart
It was locked and kept
I buried it six feet under the ground
I hid it where nobody can find it
I considered it dead
But little did I know
It was me who broke down my wall
It was me who dug my heart
It was me who offered my dead cold heart
It was funny he kept it
Oh no
It was funny to think that he'd keep it
He clutched my heart and I lost my breath
Isn't it ironic, how he killed my dead heart?
It was funny, I am certain.
I thought I was numb but **** it ******* hurts
Oct 27, 2018
Oct 27, 2018 at 11:59 AM UTC
I thought my barriers were too high
I was certain that it will not fall
I guarded my heart
It was locked and kept
I buried it six feet under the ground
I hid it where nobody can find it
I considered it dead
But little did I know
It was me who broke down my wall
It was me who dug my heart
It was me who offered my dead cold heart
It was funny he kept it
Oh no
It was funny to think that he'd keep it
He clutched my heart and I lost my breath
Isn't it ironic, how he killed my dead heart?
It was funny, I am certain.
I thought I was numb but **** it ******* hurts
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