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Secrets of my heart

June 2, 2018 ~ Disturbed Shepherdess ~ Leave a comment

she thought maybe she’d like to see
the secrets of my heart.
she thought she’d love what’s lying there,
beneath the pale white scar.
but peel back these walls of skin,
and pull my chest apart:
you’ll find a hollow socket now,
where once there lay my heart.

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