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Painful poem of when my heart was repeatedly broken. The poem expresses my emotions I had towards her.

Submitted: March 06, 2013

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Submitted: March 06, 2013




I see my heart race fast. Faster and faster with every second that flies by the speed of light. The fright beckons; it grows, and flows through my hollow bones.

Chills shooting up my spine so vigorously, I feel as if my spine will shatter into a thousand shards of bone in a split second.

I see her, she’s dying, and I'm crying. Love creeps on me swiftly. Blows through my bones and face, it directs me into the solidness of hate from which emits from my eyes.

I grabbed her violently and I whispered to her silently, "You’re my living nightmare." Her body began to quake and her love became too much to take.

I grabbed her neck to end the madness, generating the source of my sadness.

I clasped harder, tighter tighter by the moment.

The hate escaped my eyes in the moment and her body slumped to the floor. My heart was now at best and she was at rest.

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