Deadness

A broken heart may seem whole
The blood cannot run or bleed,
for it is dead
The blood has been clotted
And in its broken state
The blood is drained out
Leaving a stained and scabbed
Remnants of a heart behind
No blood is left to be bled
The pains and stains of the past
The scarring and marring yet to come
Are all that's left from the break
A heart can only be truly broken once
Then death will be your only love
And death, death will never leave you.
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I wrote this a little less than two years ago (when I was in eighth grade)
Its not one of my better ones, but I thought that there might be people out there who would like it...maybe. So yeah, you guys should go check out my others poems/story.