The end

I carry my fragile heart in my right hand

Wandering here and there

Behaving like a poseur

In my own eyes I am a dullard

Maybe I am not speaking the truth

Not sure of the reality

Emotions in my heart are taken away

I carry my heart and search

Earlier, I played with life

Threw words like a braggart

Maligned death

Now, as I speak

Blood spilling from my heart

Tears falling from my eyes

My mind is livid that heart is irresponsible

Unfinished sentences jump from my lips

Vanishing into nothing

Eyes wide open

The end

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