Cut open my chest and take it out.
Leave to bleed, just make the pain stop.
Slash it, throw it away, drown it or stomp on it.
Just make it stop, stop the pain.
Take my heart out and make it stop.
It's too much, I'm hurting silently.
It's one of the deadliest of things.
So please, don't let me feel anymore.
Get rid of it, get rid of my heart.
I don't want it anymore; I can't bare it.
It hurts so much, no one can tell.
Make it stop, my heart, please.
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Eunoia • Book Two
Poetry𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐘 𝐌𝐎𝐈. • • • • • ❝ 𝑹𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓, 𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 ❞ • • • • • Book Two of Eunoia (Beautiful Thinking). A book with words dipped in the emotions of a young soul. • • • • • ❝ 𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐...
