A broke heart. Something hard to repair.
A pain so intense that nothing can compare.
Its like a tornado that destroys a town then disappears.
You left me broke, lost and filled with dread, the pain is unthinkable and blood will shed.
Your twisted and cruel and made me insane. I was just another victim of your sick little game.
Thursday, September 26, 2013
Sick Little Game
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