Heart

This useless
Horrid
Piece of shit
Beating in my chest
Keeping me alive,
Killing me every second
Aching
Yearning
Burning
Hurting
Wishing it would end
Knowing that it won’t
That it can’t
Knowing it should have been prepared
But wasn’t, couldn’t have been
Can’t

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