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Take the scalpel and run it down my veins.
Rip my heart out and call it yours.
Because this betting heart will never bet again.
Once I take this drug, this nasty old drug, my heart will turn black.
It will slow its bets.
It will take it's time to die.
For I what to see your face as you cry.
- by Elegant Nephthys |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/11/2010 |
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- Title: Black Heart
- Artist: Elegant Nephthys
- Description: I don't know what to say to this. It is not great but it is one of mine.
- Date: 05/11/2010
- Tags: death love hate pain
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Comments (4 Comments)
- insaneheartless44 - 07/03/2010
- I love this piece of artwork more than my own poems. smile
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- insaneheartless44 - 07/03/2010
- It's deep, and the writer is expressing his feelings to get a connection to another writer and reader. It's a perfect poem.
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- Xxemoguy543xX - 06/03/2010
- its sad :'(
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- 0verwatchmemes - 05/25/2010
- Its good ^-^ I like it.
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