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as you pull back for yet another swing I see the blood of your knuckles on my heart my very being seeping out flowing down the sidewalk melting with the rain forming deep crimson-black puddles staining the already tainted cement. you have torn out my aorta bits of right ventricle go flying the AV node plops to the ground the complete annihilation of an already damaged ***** excuse me... but where do they sell new hearts?
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Apr 21, 2010
Apr 21, 2010 at 11:00 PM UTC
Rehabilitation Gone Awry
as you pull back for yet another swing I see the blood of your knuckles on my heart my very being seeping out flowing down the sidewalk melting with the rain forming deep crimson-black puddles staining the already tainted cement. you have torn out my aorta bits of right ventricle go flying the AV node plops to the ground the complete annihilation of an already damaged ***** excuse me... but where do they sell new hearts?
January 2010
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Apr 21, 2010
Apr 21, 2010 at 11:00 PM UTC
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