you're sneaky, i'll give you that.
just when i wasn't looking
YOU
snuck into my ribcage
infiltrated the walls of cartilage
(and distrust)
and you stole it.
ripped it from the tangles of veins (and anger) and arteries (and fear)
and left me with nothing but hollow awe.
it's fine, you keep it.
Mar 18, 2013
Mar 18, 2013 at 9:52 PM UTC
you're sneaky, i'll give you that.
just when i wasn't looking
YOU
snuck into my ribcage
infiltrated the walls of cartilage
(and distrust)
and you stole it.
ripped it from the tangles of veins (and anger) and arteries (and fear)
and left me with nothing but hollow awe.
it's fine, you keep it.
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