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my heart
is like chalk
its surface
white and dry
often runs out of wordslike gypsum
it always meets an endit is often used to
pour words into dark
chalkboards that
are people’s soulsit paints the surfaces
of the
humans who come to
love and need memy heart
is like
a compressed powder
it readily
c r u m b l e s
and leaves
particles of itself
behind
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Reminds me of Dada, sho cute :D
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expectation:
reality:
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