god damn it,
i`m not talking about my heart
like it`s something you could break.
there`s no convincing you
i`m not sick.
when i say "heart",
nothing comes to mind.
drug stores make me feel good.
think of silver around my wrist,
i`m not well.
your chest is a cage for my letters,
and your handwriting`s better than mine.
god damn it,
i`m not talking about my heart
like it`s a tinfoil valentine.
call an ambulance.
i don`t want to walk home alone.
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