Old simple feeling
I no longer have a heart. It’s hidden somewhere dark and cold. It’s hungry and lonely and hasn’t showered in months. It’s bruised and crying. I don’t want to find my heart. I hope that one day someone will find it for me, and my heart will tell this person where I live and he will give me my heart back.
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