Heart stopped beating
It was breaking
Dragged from under my feet
Felt like I was taken
Roar loudly til I'm hoarse
Yet the earth is not shaken
My heart stopped beating
Feels like it was taken
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Hidden Pride
PoetryYears of depression bottled up and pour out. TW//: d*pression, su*cidal thoughts, self loathing, etc All poems are the authors original creation. Do not steal!
