Truth of My Heart

Telling you

The truth of my heart

Wrapped around the red flesh

Of that muscle


A wish

A clear answer



You don’t listen

Your ears and heart

Are closed


Only what

Is inside you


I hand you my heart

On a silver platter

You render it

Smooth red

Shaping it

Trying to boil it


Into the shape you



But it remains cold


It’s truth

Firmly stuck

Against you

Making you

Turn a blind eye

Pulling it

Your way


It struggles

Beating strong

Making a decision


Its clear answer

Of no

It beats

Another way

A heart-mile

Away from you


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