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This warmth inside, they say it is my heart
But all this time it beat and I did never notice
Where did it hide? This glowing thing there
Where? This spreading feeling rosy red
While I'm in bed it warms me. But how
did it get in? Sometimes I grin but do not
understand, strange land of undiscovered
magnitude, I lived so long in solitude that
everything and nothing passed me by till
you that is, till you, but why does thinking
about you make me warm. Is it that you
live in my heart? And I no longer fake
the smile upon my face, the curling of
my mouth. If you live inside of me, do
I in you? Can that be true? I do?
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October 03, 2017
Copyright © Darren White
Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2017
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