My candy heart bleeds with severity, hemorrhaging despair and melancholy. A new heartache for you to ignore, what once was good will be no more.
My candy heart is achromatic, devoid of color, systematic. Black and grey is what I feel, void of complexion nothing seems real.
My candy heart is numb and calloused, paralyzed and unbalanced. There is only anguish and pain, the only emotions that remain.
My candy heart cannot be repaired will not be saved can never be spared. Demolished, some pieces lay absent, shattered into a million fragments.