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read me?

When I die

throw my heart

into a dying forest

so that way

when the bulldozers

and the saws

and the cranes

and the shredders

obliterate the tree line

my heart might be

obliterated with it.

When I die

throw my heart

into a dying forest

so that way

i will have topped

every poet

every writer

every lover

who has ever insisted to know

what love, or beauty felt like.

When I die

throw my heart

into a dying forest

so that way

everything i've ever tried to

give you, show you

finally ends up on paper.

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Written by
michael-destefanis
American
Published
Oct 26, 2010
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