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It goes thump
Thump Thump
Then it cracks
And
It cracks
And
Cracks
There goes my love for you.

But then you caught
It.
You caught my love
In your palm
As it was dripping
Red, sadly
From the shattered
Shape.

You played around for a while.
Quite a while.
I was without it
For a while
Quite a while

I didn’t have it
To give away
Simply because you
Had it
Stored some place
It became
Forgotten

To you, that
Is


I went
And found
You.
I took
It
Back.

I sealed
Up all
The crack
Crack
Cracks.
And put
My fragile
Love
Away.

You’ll never
Steal
My love
Again.





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