Invisble Heart
What does
one write when one
feels withered.
Brain frozen, in a
blistering blizzard.
Keep life simple
simply complex
Never really
emotionally attached
But emotionally
curious
I’m an ocean of
never serious
Seriously
mysteriously
deliriously
colliding
Sirening in silence
simmering to
commence
Love for the expense
of calm exile
My love is an x-file
With a sinning
style.
Smeared on smile
Toxic bile
Walked the mile with
my bare feet
My heart is
discontinued
But I don’t keep it
discreet
But should you ever
meet it
Greet it with a
goodbye.
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