note: I wrote this poem when I was really down. Don't worry about me however, I didn't take that final step and I won't.
You have my heart, you are my heart
All I am now is pain
As if where love resided
Now only knives remain
When you walked out of my life
My life walked out as well
For my heart has gone with you
And left an empty shell
I'll find some place to hang it
A place nobody sees
Just a discarded wrapping
Fluttering in the breeze.
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