Broken

A part of me is paralyzed,
a part that you can not see.
It's my heart that makes me
feel, the only part left of me.

It stopped working when you
said good-bye, that very hour
when I felt I was about to die,
my heart became paralyzed.

It's like you don't even care
about the consequences you
left me with. you don't get
paid back in return, except
with your own happiness.

Why is it that I still feel you
in my heart, when I can't
feel anything else..?

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