Futile Feelings

August 18, 2010
By Yukina SILVER, Bronx, New York
Yukina SILVER, Bronx, New York
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Our hearts are kept locked away,
In a dark passageway.
It screams in pain,
After each lost not gain.
It wants to escape from this hole,
And to a place known as home.
It wants the warmth in which we feel,
But instead it bows and kneels.
This is the end of the hearts,
Because it has been stabbed with darts.

The author's comments:
Wrote it on one of my bad days.. x_x I'm always questioning things. :)

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