Dark Heart

Dark heart

The pain is back; feeble heart.

I can feel myself sinking into my dark art.

Hand me a life jacket or tear me apart with a single sentence.

To me you are only a thing of non-consequence.

All people are, is driving in their cars.

I’ve travelled far, but never left my star.

Hollywood drive, I have arrived;

Paint by number movies, oh how we laughed and we cried.

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