My Heart

You have hardened my heart so much

that I no longer recognize it.  

You have broken my heart so much

that I can no longer mend it.  

Where do I go from this hurt?  

When does it end?  

I can’t find the strength  

to keep on living;  

it hurts to even breathe.  

If only you could wish yourself to die;  

it would be better than this pain.

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