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I remember the still of the silence
Where I couldn't speak
I couldn't even think
And I swear I heard my own heart beating

It just kept on beating
rhythmically
Why?
why was It beating along so rhythmically, so perfectly
when everything else was going so wrong?

I hated it so much
STOP!
It was like it was mocking me
Second after second I heard it
only once was it interrupted

by him and his broken promises

his words cut like a knife
Or should I say THE knife
Now stained red by the blood spilling to the floor

He swears he heard my heart beating frantically
Then it stopped

I hope he remembers the still of the silence
I hope he couldn't speak, or think

And I hope these words on this note scar him
As he reads It in my sea of red.