would you like to know:
your heart is not the only broken heart in this long line of wounded soldiers forced to carry on through this most unkind war and remember you willingly signed up for the battles the good the bad the beautiful the beautiful the beauty of life withering in front of your eyes looking at yourself in the mirror your mouth opened and your eyes shot down like pawns left to drown surrounded by the sharks that love to tear your heart smelling of freshly squeezed blood streaming down your down your down on the floor playing on the floor playing with love playing dead with love does not love you like you love love love standing inside that microwave heating up your heart on a plate of blood dripping on the white on the white beeep beeep beeep you love to watch it go round on a merry go around like a child laughing with his heart still whole like a whole apple that has not yet ripened not yet bitten not yet oxidized gone bad with mold so no one can eat it but if you want another another heart another another heart i can give you mine you can have mine you can have you can have a heart have a heart.
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