BROKEN HEARTS ππ
Broken hearts, shattered dreams Some people thrive on others' screams They laugh and mock, they don't care Their joy is in the hearts they dare To break and shatter, to watch them fall They think it's cool, they stand tall But little do they know the pain they've made The tears, the sorrow, the hearts they've frayed They don't see the depth of the wound The scars that remain, the hearts unbound They only see the surface, the show The drama, the spectacle, the hearts that go But what about the hearts that beat no more? The ones that lost their love, their score? Do they deserve to be laughed at, to be torn? Or should we show some love, some care that's born? Let's be kind, let's be true Let's show some empathy, some love anew For broken hearts, for shattered dreams Let's heal the wounds, let's soothe the screams.
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