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by Rachel Apr 16, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / other
She didn't like hurting with all her heart So she gave it to me She didn't like crying with all her soul So she gave it to me He used to love with all his heart So she took it from him He used to laugh with all his soul So she took it from him Then she had broke his heart So she gave it back Then she ruined his soul So she gave it back It was too much for his heart So he gave it to me The wings were torn from his soul So he gave it to me They walk around with another heart I care for theirs They walk around breaking souls I care for theirs I walked around with joy in my heart Theirs ripped it away I had wings to fly with my soul Theirs ripped it away As they walk free around the world I die inside As they feed upon those they love I die inside Please don't tell me about your heart I have my own Please don't tell me about your sore soul I have my own
by Baby Rainbow
Excellent work loved the layout and the style and the flow was really good. your language was really good and well thought out and it just seemed like you put a lot of effort into it which made it very worthwhile to read great job keep it up x