broken heart
the tears of a broken heart can't be seen or her for my heart is crying bittersweet tears for a heart to help me with my fears everyone wants to be held tight so you can feel that they are joining your fight the wounds of our souls are invisible scars you can't see but feel I want other flesh with scars you can see heels the body's regular heart has a erotic rhythm a broken heart has the body trying to even make a rumble. written by Rhonda Kendrick
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