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03/10/2010

Heartless

The door is closed and here I lay

Behind the light in this cold dark room.

A shadow is moving right outside

and my heart skips just a beat.

Tears can't fall, they're frozen inside

Uncomfortably numb at what happens.

Here I lay encircled by death traps

and the shadow outside my door keeps moving

oblivious to the fact that someone behind it

is curled up on the bed,

scared to death of being alive.

People continue their daily routine

Ignoring the door they pass

When all it takes is a knock

To save someone's life...

I force some tears out

But nothing feels real

I forgot how to cry.

And nothing feels real

NOTHING FEELS REAL.

I threw up my heart.

And now I want it back.

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