My heart is dead,
And you know why.
It is dead,
Because you made it cry,
Because you've hurt it,
Because you've killed it.
And now,
It is dead,
Broken,
And seems that,
There is no way to fix it.
But I'm hopeless,
I hope that someone can still fix it,
Someone that is going to undo what you've done.
Someone better than you.
Someone that real loves me.
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