The Silence of Unspoken Hate

Face down in the dirt
My hearts on the floor, my feelings are hurt
Like being hollowed by a knife
There's no life after love and no love after life

Covered in mud, soaked in rain
My hearts on the floor, and I’m in pain
Like the beat of a drum
My chest was where it was ripped from

I wonder some nights
What was the point of all those fights?
Like a scream of sorrow
There’s no hope tonight of a better tomorrow

What does it matter to you?
So what if I’m feeling a little blue
Like the silence of an unspoken hate
I know you wished me this fate

So I ask you once more
Pick my heart up from the floor
Like you cared for me at some time
Breaking me is sure to be a crime
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