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Jun 2014
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I can feel his heart
racing
at times,
often, beating slowly
to a familiar tune.
My heart
tries to match
his rhythm
although he,
is not aware

The thickness
of the red
dripping
from his bleeding heart
trickles
through my soul.

He does not know
I carry a piece of him
within me ..

I always have.


Louise
Written by
Louise  England
(England)   
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