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I Will Mutilate My Heart
I’ll mutilate my heart, that’s what I’ll do
Cut out that piece that lives and beats for you,
and then I'll simply wait and let it bleed
Perhaps with flow of blood, I will be freed
No suture will I use to stanch the flow
The healing balm my heart will never know
The part that housed my passion and delight
Now torn away, it leaves a ghastly sight!
I will not move, I will not even breathe
Though all my blood in angry bursts may seethe
I’ll wait until the last drop drains away
And see if that will be my dying day
My heart betrayed my mind, and this is why
Unable now to love, my heart will die
Eileen Manassian Ghali
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Eileen Manassian
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