ShardsA Poem by InternalNirvana
How did my pulsing heart
feel in the palm of your hand did you even feel guilty for the pain I couldn't withstand Did you wait till it grew cold and the beating slowed to still or did you take it while it throbbed did you enjoy the kill All I know for sure is that you let it shatter I thought I meant something but to you I didn't matter Well you can keep the shards I don't need them anymore but I hope you think of me and remember the heart you tore.
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1 Review Added on April 5, 2013 Last Updated on April 5, 2013 AuthorInternalNirvanaCanadaAboutI am small, but not insignificant, though it certainly feels that way at times. I'm young and dumb and passionate about way too many things. But there is a special place in my heart for the twen.. more..Writing
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