Hearts Wounds

by enfant du tordu chagrin   Feb 14, 2006


Each and every time i hear it
Leaves another painful slit
Another line of blood is drawn
And soon my life will be all gone

These lines are not across my skin
they leave their scars deep within
as slowly my heart is cut away
piece by piece and day by day

blossoms of fire bloom inside
Wounding my soul, within they hide
These marks cannot be seen at all
Until you hear my hearts hurt call

Within my eyes reflects my pain
And soon it is that i'll be lain
Though my life's blood courses still
Not only wounds, but feelings, kill

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