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Detached Heart
Baby I'm just a man,
A man who's had things rough.
I love you all I can,
It never seems enough.
Doesn't mean I'm not trying,
Or giving all I got.
Still something inside's dying,
And it's worse than I thought.
It started with your lying,
And the little ploys you'd play.
Bullshit you thought me buying—
Things done when I looked away.
It evolved to a numbing,
Those nails deep in chest.
Oh, you thought me succumbing,
I just found it a test.
You publicly cast me shame,
Still kept me close at hand.
Thought me a piece in your game,
If one kept silenced and damned.
Yet the truth made itself known,
If with a little push.
Such a bad dog, so many bones,
And all right up the tush.
You curse me now, say I don't feel,
Is this not what you wanted?
I guarantee my love's still real,
If just a wee bit haunted.
You kick the nuts, you claw the face,
You swear you'll rip me apart.
Grind all of me 'neath your boot heels,
You'll never reach this detached heart.
Published 26th Dec 2015
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