I See It Fitting, by MrsPeterson Subscribe to rss feed for MrsPeterson

I just see it fitting 
To just stop breathing 
As my heart starts to slow 
And my legs begin to weaken 
My heading is pouding 
My chest is aching 
This pain is unbearable 
And yet more enjoyable 
Much more tolerable 
Then my breaking heart 
My legs give out beneath me 
The room grows darker 
It is getting colder 
The pressure inside is building 
Pushing me to breath 
The sound of beating is gone 
I open my mouth 
But air will no longer enter 
Blood trickles from my nose 
Stains the new white carpet 
This is the place where he left me 
And forever he will know 
That this is the very spot 
Where my heart shattered 
Where my heart stopped beating for me 
Where my heart bled his love 
Posted: 2005-04-10 02:20:46 UTC

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