You’ve wounded me.
Shattered my heart,
No hope of healing.
How could you?
Why did you
Twist my soul in two?
Your shards of glass
Have rent my eyes
Blood, like a tear, drips.
Dec 4, 2024
Dec 4, 2024 at 4:47 PM UTC
You’ve wounded me.
Shattered my heart,
No hope of healing.
How could you?
Why did you
Twist my soul in two?
Your shards of glass
Have rent my eyes
Blood, like a tear, drips.
I do not forgive you.
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