Skin
What do you do when you really love someone?
How do you react when someone has stolen your heart
and your right to breathe?
Where do I go when the wrong heart was home?
When every song on the radio makes you think of the
only person who owns a part of you?
Can your heart be revived after death has stolen its life?
I’m still on the donors list...
so I may never know...
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