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Apr 2013
I don't know what to feel.
Is this heartbreak?
And how can that be,
if I didn't know my heart beat for him?
Is this jealousy?
And how can that be,
if his heart wasn't mind to keep?
I can feel my heart dying,
encrusting itself in a green stone,
slowly,
slowly,
jaded,
until it stops beating forever.
Carsyn Smith
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Carsyn Smith  PA, USA
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