Treasure Island

mandy mayhem

(7/3/1996-aha i am not dead / some where)

break my heart


break my heart and hope i die i dont wanna cry...so put me out of my misery and cause i dont wanna cry...i just want my tears to dry so ill just walk away while i still have the peices of my heart..so hopefully i can put it back together

Submitted: Saturday, December 12, 2009

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  • Danny H (12/13/2009 5:22:00 PM)

    : [
    only ourselves can put our own hearts backtogther,
    but they can help us find the pieces,
    Sad poem (Report) Reply

  • Zachary Glitch (12/12/2009 7:47:00 PM)

    I know this pain all too well. Having your heart stomped on and hurting so badly that you just can't cry. It's very good how you put such a strong feeling into a work of art. Good job! (Report) Reply

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