Love Lost

love is gone, it was so long, but it went so wrong.
Pain is a name not a game,
so shame on you for the pain you put me through.
My heart is still beating,
but it took a good beating relentlessly bleeding.
My heart was so bright as it followed the light,
stabbed with a knife it lost the light.
Broken and cold ever so bold its story never to be told.

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