I've sewn my heart together with thread made silver 'lone The blood that dripped from my lip and deep within my bone It swept into my mind like a dainty little dancer But the thread made no sound, and still gives me no answer Instead silver wrapped around my waist like a metal corset And dares me not to breathe, so now every breath **I force it
Okay so this is actually one of my favorite pieces of poetry I wrote. It's another old one.