There is blood on my broken heart

There is blood on my broken heart
it is pouring without a stop.
I loved him , he tore me apart
he is happy , he can go on.

My days - dark,
Skies are covered by smog.
Pretty friends forgot about me.
paths are closed - nowhere to go.
It is morning - I had no sleep.

It's a mystery
How I could survive.
my knees - wounded
I was standing on them.

I at last could understand
if there are troubles
noone's for you.
I could breath, I could make a step
when my faith opened its door.


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