With Your Word (My Heart Could Die)
By Ann (me)
My heart isn't like most others;
At the slightest word, it bursts,
It can crumble and fall,
With your word,
It could beat wildly like thunder,
With your word,
It could stop beating,
With your word.
But you showed no emotion,
No heart of you own,
To care for mine.
So I say good bye (to you),
As I die...
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