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Feeling the pain of tectonic plates shifting athwart my heart, I say unbearable, but she will see- subduction will not be the death of me. Buried beneath, what she betrayed, this heart cannot go on this way. The deep sea trenches in my brain distort and break my peaceful face. The shock within, your evil sin, fractured to the mantle, this conduction brings a lava flow I know my heart can love again.
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Jun 9, 2010
Jun 9, 2010 at 7:51 AM UTC
My Volcanic Heart
Feeling the pain of tectonic plates shifting athwart my heart, I say unbearable, but she will see- subduction will not be the death of me. Buried beneath, what she betrayed, this heart cannot go on this way. The deep sea trenches in my brain distort and break my peaceful face. The shock within, your evil sin, fractured to the mantle, this conduction brings a lava flow I know my heart can love again.
Copyright Christopher Rossi, 2010
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Jun 9, 2010
Jun 9, 2010 at 7:51 AM UTC
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