Brokenhearted

by BLaCK_RoSeS   May 24, 2005


She lives in a life of misery and woe
every day her self esteem just gets low
shes sick of having nothing to call her own
her heart aches when shes left alone
her eyes are sore from crying a millions tears
every night no ones there to calm her fears
she lives a cold, aching, lonely life
sometimes she wants to pick up that knife
and stab it into her chest to stop the pain of the brokenhearted
through her heart because thats were the pain all started

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