Blood Splatter
Closed off halls of my heart,
how locks long to open;
I know they are starving
fueled by foolish half smiles;
Is it worth believing?
Closed off halls of my heart,
barricaded so tight
ignoring every need;
Ridden with painful shots,
arrows will always bleed;
Closed off halls of my heart,
a sure hand ran me through;
Broke them into pieces;
I’m fearful of the pain
yet desire blood splatter.
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