The heart hung
On the wall
It slowly chipped out
Day, by day
Tormented,
Exhausted,
The heart cried out
Moss ate through the heart
Like the rust
That eats away the metal
No one notices
The pain
The remorse
The excruciating agony
Running
Through the veins
The poison
Running through
The blood
The spasming heart
Is waiting
To burst
Then maybe
It will become
Painless
Painless
Painless
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