I can only allow myself to follow these empty halls of heart valves for so long
Up and down these vein wide stair wells
Open my eyes, as they are so black with hate I can not see
Guilt consumes these vocal cords
just give a little push.
like a pin, into a cork board,
I feel the pressure on my heart
to give way and let the sharp cold tip push through
this loveless life, hung high for all to see
love for all but me
please just let me be
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