Two hundred and twenty one
By silentninja
One hundred and ninety three
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One hundred and ninety four
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One hundred and ninety five
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I slowly count as I pick
up the pieces
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One hundred and ninety six
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My hands
bleed rom the sharp fragments cutting away
Into my skin
Tears
pour down my face
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One hundred and ninety seven
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I
trusted you with all my heart
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One hundred and ninety eight
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I will never forgive you for how you hurt me
I now hate you
for the way you tore out my heart
I still love the way you left
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One hundred and ninety nine
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Every little piece counts
for another broken memory
Of lies, betrayal, and deception
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Two hundred
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Now you'll never comeback
to her
to
him
to them
ever again
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Two hundred and one
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Two hundred and two
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Two hundred and three
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You
belong to me now
You should of never of lied
You should of never
of broke my heart
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Two hundred and four
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I weep as
I pick up the billions of pieces
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Two hundred and five
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Two hundred and six
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I'll bury your memory inside my heart
shaped box
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Two hundred and seven
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If I regret anything
There is just one thing
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Two hundred and eight
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Two
hundred and nine
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Two hundred and ten
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Why did I
have to blow your fucking brains out
All over my new rug
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Two hundred and eleven
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Two hundred and twelve
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Two
hundred and thirteen
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I never knew how many pieces there would
be
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Two hundred and fourteen
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Two hundred and fifteen
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Your Lovely head remains scattered
And yet I still love you
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Two hundred and sixteen
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Two hundred and seventeen
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Two hundred and eighteen
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Two hundred and nineteen
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Two hundred and twenty
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My porcelain doll
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Two hundred and twenty one
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Author's Note:
This was inspired by a poem I read back in 2005Comments on "Two hundred and twenty one"
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A former member wrote:
Beautiful! I love how it seems a bit sad at the beginning, and then slowly turns macabre as the scene is slowly being unveiled to show an unsettling backstory. Good work. Really good work.
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A former member wrote:
very intresting at first i though u were counting the pieces of ur heart not their brain very nice