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CHOCOLATE HEARTS
I tear at bible pages
frantic,
abandoned by my faith.
My fingers are always bleeding.
Smears that soak in walls.
Candles lit in color flame
expose the damage to my veins.\
An injured animal
wants nothing more than solitude.
But always has to fight off
the poking sticks.
I woke up
fucked up
with a chocolate heart
in my breast pocket.
Melted
smears that soak in walls.
frantic,
abandoned by my faith.
My fingers are always bleeding.
Smears that soak in walls.
Candles lit in color flame
expose the damage to my veins.\
An injured animal
wants nothing more than solitude.
But always has to fight off
the poking sticks.
I woke up
fucked up
with a chocolate heart
in my breast pocket.
Melted
smears that soak in walls.
Published 10th Apr 2014
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Anonymous
8th Oct 2015 3:09pm
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9th Oct 2015 1:23am
this one was overlooked,but you found it my friend...thank you...I'm still here;)
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9th Oct 2015 3:34pm
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