Heart For Sale
By ♥ Leah ☺ •
Heart for sale.
Broken and crushed.
I’ll spare you its tale.
All the love from it has gushed.
Rip it out of my chest.
It’s all for free.
Serve it for dinner to a guest.
Just end my misery.
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July 9, 2009 21:53Your Everlasting
This is really sad,but it is really good too.