I live with the aspect of glass in my chest
In stead of steady blood pumping heart
The glass fragments cutting around inside
Like small needles punchuring my lungs
Scrapping against the bones of my ripcage
Letting me walk around among dusins people
With the unseen rose torn blood bleeding
And the oblivious scarlet heart crying inside
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Poetry[✓] I need to take back the light inside you stole - Demi Lovato Warrior
