Bleeding Heart
I walk barefoot
along the beach,
The wet sand squishes
between my toes,
And the weary waves of the sea
swooshing the shore
like my labored breathing,
There's a sluggish stream
of salty air blowing in
like the tears
rolling down my face;
The sun is setting gently
like my sinking hope,
And the sky is awashed
in a crimson hue
like my bleeding heart.
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