The smashed
heart
lashes out
Wounded
broken
like an
injured
bat
in so
much
pain
in
oblivion
to it's
harsh
cruel
deeds
with no
malicious
mean
intent
but the
reflex
of a
writhing
soul of
pain,
just
wanting
not to
hurt,
for you
there is
no axe
to
grind
and do
not take
any offense
Its nothing
against
You
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