My Heart


My tears they fall,
Like a never ending rain.
They express sadness,
And all of the pain.
I've been hurt,
So many times.
My heart , it's broken,
It no longer shines.

THe blood has stopped,
It no longer flows.
No one has taken,
Care of it, it shows.

Life's cruel tricks,
they are getting cold.
My hearts been ripped out,
And thrown into the cold.

Stomped on like,
An inferior bug.
It feels like,
A beaten rug.

My struggle is,
Forever unknown.
I just want my,
Story to be shown.

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