Hurt
My heart won’t stop bleeding.
You cut me too deep.
I barely hear it beating.
I feel I’m falling to sleep.
It felt like two bullets fired,
right into my soul.
To think it was you desired.
But now I only feel cold.

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Hrefna Bettý Valsdóttir
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