A Bigger Heart
In bondages alright,
Deep as hell seemingly.
You as the surgeon,
Opened my heart,
Without anesthesia;
And at a weak state sorry.
You are operating it.
I am looking at you.
Have you seen pain in my eyes?
Oh that's childish I agree.
Do you agree that you are hurting me?
In the most painful way.
Why do you even want,
For me to have a bigger heart?
I wish I had never met you.
Because you are abolishing me.
But anyways, I am slave to fate.
I wish I had never met you.
But anyways, I am slave to fate.
Copyright © Anjali Arya | Year Posted 2025
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