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Jul 2012
My heart is pumping
   On the floor.
The blood it cries
   Carries my life away,
      Dripping down the steps.
The memories I hold
   And the love I bring
      Cutting deeper and deeper
         Each moment.
These new wounds
   Have even broken scars
      And revealed the pulpy muscles
         Down below.
Nothing is left now
   Except love.
Light shines through all
   Because there is nothing left
      In shadowy cover.
My heart stopped
   Pumping
      In my hand.


And instead began to glow.
Arlene Bozich
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Arlene Bozich
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