i'm left with nothing but half my heart,
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someone reached in and chopped it apart.
this butchered feeling felt deep inside,
has left my wounds open with no place to hide.
they bleed and bleed with no pressure to cease ,
nothing to bandage, left without peace.
empty-handed, my world is shattered,
with thick skin torn and tattered.
my chest is open, gushing with every heartbeat
the butcher has cut up my heart, like carnivorous red meat.
John K Brewster
"Willows whiten, aspens quiver, little breezes dusk and shiver"- Lord Tennyson