Where does the love that was never cared for go?
That bleeds from a heart, strangled stiff and cold,
Pooling in a pit deep within the stomach,
Too sweet and sickly to digest.
Where does the love that was never cared for go?
Crawling out from some quivering lung,
To be caught and carried by a summer breeze,
Did you notice when it brushed your cheek?
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 6:05 PM UTC
Where does the love that was never cared for go?
That bleeds from a heart, strangled stiff and cold,
Pooling in a pit deep within the stomach,
Too sweet and sickly to digest.
Where does the love that was never cared for go?
Crawling out from some quivering lung,
To be caught and carried by a summer breeze,
Did you notice when it brushed your cheek?
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