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My heart has been ripped out

Beating freely outside my chest

Beating slowly in your hands



No words can explain

What its like to live

Without your heart



Its like living every moment

Knowing you could die

Until you begin to

Live every moment

Wishing you would die



Tired of living a life

With no choices of your own

Just a fate predecided

By who, we dont know



All there is to know

Is that you are alone

Living a life, Not your own



Doing things you cant control

Like you are just a puppet

Your just here for show



No freedom to be who you want

Just living a life not your own