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My mother always told me that I wear my heart on my sleeve, and that some day, someone would steal it away.
Well where is he, my thief?
I left it right here for him to find.
The only damage done is a few bruises from occasional brushes of sadness and pain.
Mostly it's just lonely, here on my arm with no one to hold it.
Winter is coming soon and it just might freeze.
What then?
Do I die?
Or do I just stop feeling?
I fear this numbness might set in and decide to stay.
What do I do mommy?
It's so cold and I left my jacket at home.
Out here in the world the ice creeps in as fast as soon as the sun fades, it's passage quickening with each passing day.
What now mommy?
What now?





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