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A Broken Heart
Crash and burn, away from beauty away with the wind. The soul of its own lacking love to give. A hateful taste pumps through it veins, crisp and clear to be shown from within, inside lies the remains of a young mans will to live clawed and riped with no sudden himm. Endless days seep to endless nights, nothing left around to make things right. Its figure twists and turns again and again, unstable and breaking holding its shape frail and limp. The sorrow releases its flawless grip, just to tease its prey with a mistful lisp. Love is blind with a scourching drift, and screams a warning with a scolding hiss. But the young man holds his head held high wishing to be with the girl who crushed his pride....
