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This a poem about my Broken Heart |
| I don’t know what to do Or where to turn My heart is torn Tattered and burned I slit my wrists And watch the blood flow I cry silently to myself As my heart begins to slow Torn tattered Bloody and beat My body lay broken As I lay down to sleep But the end doesn’t come For me there's no help They can’t let me go and find peace come where else |