enviouswrath
I don't need my heart no more I've given up on love. It brings sorrow and pain and hurt It is a luxury for those "above". I sold it up to Death Who gave me a new one in return It was cold and black and small And it can't be hurt by them…
The day you left my heart cracked It broke. At first I couldn't believe I thought it was a curse, a hoax. Your mom cried, telling me between tears How they found you, mangled and torn Stuffed in the closet Your hands full of lies and …