A Bleeding Heart
A bleeding heart
It’s the hundred letters written to mother Mary
Unanswered
It’s a single prayer
For when the next day
Comes it’ll hopefully
just get better
though you’ll never
forget why you feel
the way you do
its your brutal
surreal memories
that appear again and again
never ending…..
a bleeding heart
it’s the lips utters
a hearts fear
though gradually breaking inside
our minds unlawfully
how intolerable
a bleeding heart
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