Dump Of Hearts Poem by Lana Wesley

You wanna be unique
But we are all weak
In one thing -
Everyone has been
Here was you and I
Love flowers died
Lie next to your love
That's a story above
Too much horror for arts
On the dump of hearts

You are here again
By the river of pain
Flowing to throw away
My heart, I'm half dead
Can't resist or stop
Or ask. I was dumb
It was all my fault
To give you to hold
My soul now in parts
On the dump of hearts