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Mar 2018 · 214
the myocardium
nathan Mar 2018
hearts are interesting and complex
they are so simple to the naked eye, barely strong enough to cause a faint thump against your rib cage
they are fragile and delicate muscles, weakened as you age
one forceful hit, one good slice and they are gone
bleeding what seems like an endless stream of crimson tears from the ****
how can one thing keep someone so worthless alive
without it i could easily move on, pretend you never harmed me or wronged the people i love
if i carved out the space with a sliver knife and tear stained cheeks would you ever begin to feel sorry for what you have done
perhaps the key to living and forgetting is to become the heartless one
never remember the past and pretend to be fine until something strikes a heartstring and sets off a hurricane of spiraling memories all filled with terrible events
i wish it were that easy
i wish i could forget, carve out my heart and lock it away, keeping it hidden
drain my mind or any remembrance of you or what you have done, but i can't
i cant scrub away the mark you have burned into my flesh
i can not rid myself of your presence 
why must you exist
why must i bother trying any longer than i already have
if i die, who is to say anyone will notice

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