If I could just detach my heart from my body for a few minutes, show it to her so that I won't have to say the words.
This calms my less than intrepid self but worries my soul.
For it sounds so foreboding.
I might really end up losing my heart... left shamed and dying again.
At the mercy of someone who'll have to resurrect me.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
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