Teardrops on my heart </3

Teardrops on my heart </3
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Teardrop are like rain.
You never know when they’ll come…or when they’ll fade… </3
So why should I care,
if you love or hate.
Im just going to cry anyways.
You break me.
You tear my throbbing flesh apart until there is nothing left.
You laugh, you prove me wrong.
Not this time, oh no…not this time.
This time you cry.
I’ll just die.





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