i have a heart full of hatred

nothing quite breaks like a heart does

I have a heart full of hatred and pain  

But at times I let it go and I enjoy the happy things with others 

When I see a young couple smiling and laughing walking down the city street at night it is easy to rejoice for them and I feel a small twitch  in my chest that reminds me I’m capable of feeling but my heart just isn’t strong enough to breathe on its own yet and it needs the hatred running through it’s aorta to stay alive  

It’s a sad truth but it’s true 

And even a broken heart is a true heart at the core 

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