No. 42 August 31, 2012

A hallow heat upon my wrist

Slipping out through the slit

Caused by pain and love and more

Not seeing through the open door

You're happy for him

But wish it was you

With every beat

Your heart leaks through

He gets your heart

Because you don't need it

It's his to keep

So you don't repeat it

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