Hearts do mend and heal,
Yet they can no longer feel.
Why did it have to be you,
That so long ago I gave mine to?
Why did it have to be you?
Because now we're through.
Each little piece that you chipped away,
Still missing to this very day.
Forever gone, unable to be regenerated,
Leaving dark holes of hatred.
Why did it have to be you...
~SS
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Author:
SunSearcher (
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Comments1
Good emotive write.
Thank you!
~SS
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