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My Bleeding Heart

My bleeding heart is on the floor,

Waiting, waiting, creeping, pouncing

The darkness bleeds out of every pore,

Ripping, tearing, mauling, ravaging.

This waking life is such a bore,

Choking, smothering, engulfing, consuming.

Another death, another war

Screaming, tortured, hurting, dying.

Awaiting that knock upon the door,

Sleeping, sleeping, dreaming, dreaming.

The waiting is forever more.

My bleeding heart is on the floor,

Pulsating, throbbing

Bitter

Heart