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My heart

Its all bruised inside

Black and blue

Streaming tears

Like the rain

All those nites I cried

I should have never lied

Putting my heart in so much pain

The grief and deceit is just too much

It is strangling me to my death

What is the use

In saving my last breath

My life is a falacy in your hands

Can't keep up with everyones demands

Time is flying

at the same time,

Time is dying

But, Does it matter anyway..