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Cracked Heart

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Little-man13

Published: Dec 12, 2012

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Literature Text

When you are with him
My emotions go crazy
Anger skyrockets
Rage burns bright
Jealousy explodes
depression overflows

Even with all this
My love is an abyss
Never ending
Never stopping
Never leaving
Never fleeting

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Just the girl i have liked so much is with another man

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savvycoon

Dec 14, 2012

Great poem. Sorry about your situation though

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