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Take it away
Pierce it to pieces

Put a pallor over it
Instill a chill

Bronze it
Immortalise it

Starve it
Lock it up

Toss it into a corner
Throw it at the wall

Sadly enough,
You'll never stop my beating heart,
The living, the pulsing, the
Pain it will forever hold.
Beg and
Plead, you and I alike, but
It will always remain,
Stay.

Aw stunning poem Marie, I'm sure someone out there loves your heart!

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