my heart

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By Finding Myself♥♥ •

i can feel my heart, it's sinking from its bed now to the floor to the floor where it is stomped upon battered, bruised, and torn to the floor where it is kicked around played with like a toy till it's without life without love full of pain and horror

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September 29, 2005 22:11Preston

A quick picture that still rings true. I like this a lot.

October 5, 2005 00:49ill haven

stomped upon*
i like your form. your poems, too ;)