Dying Heart


I hoped and prayed that the flames haven’t died.
I wish you could see how much my heart has cried.
You’re voice is but a whisper in my head.
The countless hours while I lie in bed.
As each day passes I grieve for you.
Hoping that you still love me too.
But my heart aches and the tears never cease.
I long for the day that I may find peace.
My soul is filled with so much sorrow.
That I no longer care about a tomorrow.
This life I can no longer bare.
Whether I live or die I do not care.
So to ease the burden of a dying heart.
I feel it’s time for me to part.

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