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You are a grave digger. Exhuming the heart I thought dead. It was entombed like a love buried in the backyard of my essentia. I dug it low with  pain a shovel Deeper and deeper till I could not see the light. Piled the dirt down the pit to a heart that could not become more soiled. It did not matter you put your ear to the ground that night and listened intently You didn't have a shovel you only had those patient hands. You got on all fours and began to excavate clawing in the ground with quiet determination A smile creased across the face as the muck caked your clothes but it did not ***** that spirit. I thought you lost in the depths to claim a prize I tried to hide. Then there you were a grin from ear to ear and a tender thing held in just one palm. I froze uncertain as each step brought it closer. You simply dusted it off and handed back the heart like a old hat I had lost. I tried it on for size again and felt the familiar weight of it. It still felt a burden but that look in your eyes made me believe that I could bear it
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Dec 31, 2017
Dec 31, 2017 at 8:03 AM UTC
Exhumation Of Heart
You are a grave digger. Exhuming the heart I thought dead. It was entombed like a love buried in the backyard of my essentia. I dug it low with  pain a shovel Deeper and deeper till I could not see the light. Piled the dirt down the pit to a heart that could not become more soiled. It did not matter you put your ear to the ground that night and listened intently You didn't have a shovel you only had those patient hands. You got on all fours and began to excavate clawing in the ground with quiet determination A smile creased across the face as the muck caked your clothes but it did not ***** that spirit. I thought you lost in the depths to claim a prize I tried to hide. Then there you were a grin from ear to ear and a tender thing held in just one palm. I froze uncertain as each step brought it closer. You simply dusted it off and handed back the heart like a old hat I had lost. I tried it on for size again and felt the familiar weight of it. It still felt a burden but that look in your eyes made me believe that I could bear it
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Dec 31, 2017
Dec 31, 2017 at 8:03 AM UTC
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