It's a hard heart that kills.
It's a soft heart that heals.
It's a cold heart that longs for more and in the darkness feels.
It's a lone tear that falls.
Though many be held back.
It's tears of rage that have been shed that turn a pure heart black.
It's pain that digs the well.
It's joy that comes to fill it.
It's you that has my heart in shreds so just come now and kill it
Monday, August 16, 2010
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