I tell you a story
about how I was murdered
Right in the heart
in the most aching manner.
I knew I can't love again
I knew I'm gonna suffocate
I was drowning in the emptiness
that took my soul.
Ripped it appart.
Just like my heart.
And I was too scared,
the blanked space prisoned me.
Forest all around,
I was giving up on my life.
Before he came and shot me
Right in the heart
in the most aching manner.
And that's how I was killed.
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