Peter </3
silence the screams
i don't want to hear your voice
speaking those lies
of bloody, calm words
claiming my lost heart,
why did i listen?
hidden bruises
under tense flesh
about to break
show the brish pain.
your words were my remedy
healing old, everlasting scars
but now you created more
effecting what's left of my life.
dead is my ehart
left dry to fade away.
forgotten i will be
lost i'll forever stay.
by
broken3heart3posted on 05/05/2008
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