Pulsating...reverberating, into a spot of where something use to be.
Removed by the thought of skewered reality.
It use to beat out blood entrenched with love.
Until it sickened itself and gave completely up.
Misused and overworked for people not there.
The heart can give up after so much wear and tear.
Removed by the thought of skewered reality.
It use to beat out blood entrenched with love.
Until it sickened itself and gave completely up.
Misused and overworked for people not there.
The heart can give up after so much wear and tear.
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