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Your heart is cold,
Much colder than mine.
Yours cracks and chips
With every beat it putters out,
That blood as dark as oil.
It's spilling through your teeth.
Don't try to hide it now,
Let it drip and flow.
As you breathe in,
Your heart breaks again.
It's deflating after each
Lackluster movement you call beating,
Until it is so cold that
It is impenetrable
So that it that it looses that movement,
Move away from me
As it fakes a beat.
It has gotten too cold
For my heart to heat.





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Subliminalpoet said...
Jul. 7, 2011 at 5:44 pm
What I like about your poetry is that you utilize deep imagery in such consice/few words. I enjoyed the ending where you say that the person's heart has gotten too cold to heat yours. I appreciate the poetic brilliance in those last two lines. This what separates great "poetry" from shallow "poems". You write great "poetry". Dont take your gift lightly 
 
Subliminalpoet replied...
Jul. 7, 2011 at 5:45 pm
Check some of my work out. I'll be submitting more soon
 
bleeeed replied...
Jul. 11, 2011 at 8:06 pm
thank you :) you are very kind
 
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