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covered with skin and breastbone
The thing that sets me free is sore
overworked, stretched beyond today
and when it beats I feel the past
and when I sleep it runs without me
My heart won’t stop
Going places without my charge
Tattooing names in her pulse
Controlling my mind
Moving my feet
Showing me smiles in the face of pain
My heart is sore and I can’t touch it,
maybe you should.
Just Lovely...with a touch of sadness.
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"My heart is sore and I can't touch it,
maybe you should"
:) mine too. thanks for reading Hannah.
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