I can feel it still beating
Still beating in my hand
The heart
That you ripped out of me
Pumping ghost blood
Around a ghost body
And with it goes
The warmth of my flesh
And I stand
Like an icy tableau
And the pain of being apart
From my torn bleeding heart
The fire of pain
Sole consolation
And now I watch
My lifeblood
Spill out of my rent chest
My vision grows dim
My body cold
And at last
Once more
I may rest














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