My heart throbs
the bruises enflame.
When will my heart be whole?
I wish to rip it out
To rid myself
of its sickening reminders.
Maybe without a heart
This loneliness would cease
And its sting lost.
So tempted am I
to void myself of all feeling
To be liberated from this emotional cage.
But my emotions rule
Easier it would be
to end life than end emotion
Numb I would be.
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