Broken hearts never heal
I hear blood dripping on the floor But I can not see where it is coming from I see a growing spot appearing on my shirt Remarkably the spot is in the shape of a heart No I have not been shot There is not bullet in my chest There is just a broken heart A heart not worth saving One that just longs to be loved But is tired of being thrown to the curb A heart that just sits there Waiting to be picked up Put back together again And stepped on Crushed and broken My broken heart that will never heal My broken heart Broken, Broken heartyea jess you know Written December 4th, 2001 © on Dec 04 2001 08:03 AM PST 0 • 8
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"I hear blood dripping on the floor..."