My heart bleeds
It starts off as little droplets
And then a storm that leaks
I feel as if I am wounded
And on my heart invisible
Are the bruises
When you left
You also took part of me with you
I was missing a piece
And you solved my puzzle
You took the only thing that beats in me
And beneath this fake smile
I am unhappy
Beneath it all…
My heart bleeds
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