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The breath I breathe
It’s cold and dark.
My heart it hurts…
You’ve left your mark.
The eyes I wear
Are black and blue.
My smile, it’s gone…
The laughter too.
The sky is grey,
It’s dull and still.
My love, it burns…
It’s for the kill.
I’ve said my words,
You’ve done your part.
I don’t need your love…
Or your heart.
Lived without it,
Just like before.
I will survive
The heart you tore.
January 24, 2003