do you like this poem? i wrote it?

char393

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Cold as ice heart,
Leading into my center,
Once was full and beating,
Now lay dead and bleeding.
‘twas ripped out by a boy,
and never put back,
keeps it as a remembrance,
remembrance of my pain.
In my center now lay a hole
Dark and cold,
Crushing everyone around me.
No more understanding compassion,
Now only anger, and suffering.
Broken heart, broken dreams
That’s what you gave to me.
My heart, once alive and beating,
Now lay dead and bleeding.
 
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