The heart takes no prisoners
And locks out daylight.
Heavy with fear and contempt
It rumbles within,
A revolving mass of magma.
A constant burning, tearing,
Ripping of flesh
From fiery bone.
A cell of anguish
A torture chamber
That one sentences themselves to.
Tuck yourself into your misery
Let your lungs fill with desire
And breathe a fire to destroy.
Or you will remember how to love.
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