the sky is cold when i tell you that i don't have a heart.
'of course you do,' you tell me. 'you have to.'
but i don't. and you spent so many minutes of that day trying to find my heartbeat, your warm fingers on my icy wrists, searching and searching for something you couldn't find.
and it hurts that even you couldn't prove me wrong.
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i drew a chalk heart on my concrete drive way and pretended it replaced my missing one.
but it was lopsided and terrible. the rain ended up washing it away in the end, and i could only stand there in the rain and watch as my messy scribbles faded away.
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i wrote my heart a letter, asking it if it missed me.
the reply said i'm sorry, but i just can't miss you. i just can't.
i hated that i understood why.
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I love this though<3
I just logged on and I'm reading all my deviations x__X Sorry I haven't been talking to you much, Alyssa. Dx I never seem to be around when you're on.
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make a map of what you see; direct pain effectively.
Beautiful poem as always <3
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"I slept away last night... It took me away from the harsh visions of reality.
And in my dreams, were all my wishes and hopes came true."
damn, your stuff is always so good. i'm looking for the special words you used to put such feeling in, and paint such a picture, but i can't find them. i think i'm chalking it up to magic. seriously.
and this is a good piece <3
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Tears - X Japan
Dry your Tears, with Love.
<3
D: it's okay. i'm sorry, too. i've been gone a lot lately.
thank you. <3
aw, thank you very much.
i wish i had that magic, too.
and thank you. <3
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