Fatal Blow

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Happiness fills my soul,

soothing my smoldering heart.

The scorched tissue inside me,

is now refreshed enough to restart.

Pounding violently against my chest,

beautiful is this work of art.

Emotions so foreign never last,

they will soon be forced to depart.

Falling down to my knees,

I beg we are not long apart.

Because if we are I will surely die,

for fatal is the loss of one’s heart.



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