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Wednesday, May 31, 2006
the heart loses a portion
when u take a piece of it
taste it
savour it
n spit it out
deciding its not e taste u like
but then u decide to try again
juz like u know how somethin w hurt u
but u juz do it anyway
juz because
then the heart loses another portion
n another
n another
until there is no more left
wat is left
are e rotten remants of ur spit
the chewed residue of the heart
the trust n frenship
the faith n goodwill
the smile n kindness
the heart chooses to live in pretense
n u play along w it
knowing well enuff
u hav no intention of piecing it back tog again
ur taste prefers another heart
another heart which broke urs
nw ur doing it to me
the heart can take it no more
it hurts n it has to be done
she takes a blade n slices the flesh raw
till she reaches the ventricles
n knots them up
hoping n praying all her feelings w not flow
to that heart
to that heart tt is no longer there
no longer loving
no longer smiling
no longer beating
the heart hurts
minahlian
- 9:30 PM
