Heartness
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I've got a secret. I never once stopped dreaming of you. But now I lock these thoughts inside a beating box inside my chest. There used to be a heart there. That heart now belongs to you. Only you didn't want it. You threw it on the ground. It hurt. I tried to wash the dirt away but the water froze it. It's useless now. It's a frozen, cracked and dusty heart. But it's still yours. It was a gift... keep it.
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I've got a secret. I never once stopped dreaming of you. But now I lock these thoughts inside a beating box inside my chest. There used to be a heart there. That heart now belongs to you. Only you didn't want it. You threw it on the ground. It hurt. It cracked in two, so I stitched it up. But the stitches are made of barbed wire, and they sting. They make it bleed. When I tried to wash the blood away, the water froze my heart. It's useless now, but at least it doesn't bleed any more.
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I've got a secret. I never once stopped dreaming of you. But now I lock these thoughts inside a beating box inside my chest. There used to be a heart there. That heart now belongs to you. Only you didn't want it. You threw it on the ground. It hurt. I tried to wash the dirt away but the water froze it. It's useless now. It's a frozen, cracked and dusty heart. But it's still yours. It was a gift... keep it.
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I've got a secret. I never once stopped dreaming of you. But now I lock these thoughts inside a beating box inside my chest. There used to be a heart there. That heart now belongs to you. Only you didn't want it. You threw it on the ground. It hurt. It cracked in two, so I stitched it up. But the stitches are made of barbed wire, and they sting. They make it bleed. When I tried to wash the blood away, the water froze my heart. It's useless now, but at least it doesn't bleed any more.
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