brytne bloom

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My heart has been wounded by what i'm told,
The words I thought were really true have left my heart cold.

It makes me sick thinking of the damage i've done,
Thinking she was heartless when you were the one.

Bit by bit I waste away,
Don't know if my heart can live another day.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Poem Edited: Friday, January 7, 2011

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