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the stealer of my heart
He opened my chest and pulled my heart right out
 Fast without words, hard without thoughts, and lost without a single glance
 I stood there blank, dead in life; there was no way to revive
 I began to turn weak; I no longer felt my body as it hit the ground 
 Where I crumbled up in a ball 
 A tear was the only thing I felt,
  For the pain inside of me was stronger than my feelings
 Water strode down my cheek 
 Like water sliding by glass after fall of rain drops
 I laid there without hopes, words or thoughts 
 I was dead, only my blood circulated
 My pulse was ongoing,
 But I was dead 
 For when he yanked my heart out he pulled my soul
 I cried day and night 
 Months that seem years
 I wrote letters that helped me heal
 Time made me realize that we were never meant to be
 He will no longer have the chance to take my heart and soul with him
 I let go of that painful trotted path way
 I moved on without looking back
 I decided to leave the past Buried where it belonged.

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wow. this is rough
samething happend to me
