What a bloody heart,
the one that's been hurt,
the one that's going to pain,
the one you just broke.
Blood drops falling,
Blood tears running through your cheeks,
blood smell making you fear,
the crime made in just a few weeks.
Take it,
make it your game,
i won't care anymore,
this can't get worst.
Make me thirsty for blood,
now that my heart has no more,
make it your fun,
I won't care a anymore.
What a bloody heart,
the one you've created,
making a mess,
and I just won't care.
Ana Lia Zaldivar
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bloody-heart/
