The concept of fear and failure

The pain of a broken heart | Erika

Tears of blood fall from my broken heart.I never thought we would be apart. When you held me, you said “forever.”Now that you’re gone, I know you meant “never.” Saying you love me with that look in your eye,And that was a cold-hearted lie. Your tender touch, a soft kiss,Two things about you I will miss. As I sit here thinking about you,My face is wet with tears past due.…

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