With patience he caressed my heart
His filthy hands gleefully left
Sticky black ink stains
He told me they would always remain
With determination I cut my heart out
My tainted hands painfully ripped
At blood filled sinew and muscle
I told him it would be like he never existed and grabbed a shovel
© 2013-2014 Peach
Feb 7, 2014
Feb 7, 2014 at 12:28 AM UTC
With patience he caressed my heart
His filthy hands gleefully left
Sticky black ink stains
He told me they would always remain
With determination I cut my heart out
My tainted hands painfully ripped
At blood filled sinew and muscle
I told him it would be like he never existed and grabbed a shovel
© 2013-2014 Peach
