>My Heart

3:31 PM

>my heart...
it bleeds
as they feed
feasting on my broken dreams
the pain...
it heals
as it conceals
drowning me
six foot deep.

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  1. >EMPRESS of Art, for thee I twineThis wreath with all too slender skill.Forgive my Muse each halting line,And for the deed accept the will!

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