July 30, 2009
By Nikita Ortwein SILVER, Royal Oak, Michigan
Nikita Ortwein SILVER, Royal Oak, Michigan
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I lay were he left me
You have passed me twice before
Staying your distance, knowing I was in no harm
But I plummet into this hole and you rush to my side

I look up at you
You look down to see me
But instead of ridiculing me
For trusting in him and not in you

You pick me up
Off the ground were he left me
You stare into to my eyes
Burning a hole over the cut
Causing the blood to end flow

I feel nothing yet I am weightless
I hold my heart in my hands
Because he ripped it out
Covered in scars
You put my heart back with just one look

With you I am whole
I left my heart with you
Guard it please

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