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broken(broken)broken by EvaLilith
I carry your heart with me; I carry it in
My heart. I wish you still carried it in
Your (ample) chest (he would
Have carried it in a
Bag, some sick trophy)
How could I ever have called you a consolation prize?
I am never without it anywhere
I go you go, my dear (haunting me)
Was there something I could have done?
And whatever is done
By only me is your doing, my darling.
What would you do? What would you want?
No fate, for you are my fate, my sweet (please
If I die, will you be there? Is it
Possible for me to avoid hell?
No world, for beautiful you are my world, my true
Each moment of half-sleep brings you (almost)
And its you are whatever a moon has always meant
(silver light glinting off your cross)
And whatever a sun will always sing (warmth,
Spicy dark skin, red lips and white teeth and
Kindness) is you.
Here is the deepest secret nobody knows (e
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