Monday, June 17, 2013

Paper

My heart is a paper heart.
Someone unknown dripped tears onto it
and ripped a part of it while I was asleep.
There was no pain and no sound.
But my heart is a paper heart.
On the part that isn't the missing part,
there is a small scribble,
and the scribble spells out "E-M-P-T-I-N-E-S-S".

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