From the Bottom of My Heart

August 21, 2011
The bottom of my heart, dank; cold..

Wait? What bottom of what heart?

Is it even there at all?

That’s right, I remember.

The heart you took from me back in December

Thought it was too cold for warm lies

The break too frozen in place

to ever half compromise

When I had a heart I loved you from the bottom in fear of the top falling apart.

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