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Dear Ma,
My conscience died a long time ago, together with my heart.
Did you forget how you tore it from me, ran it through with a knife, and tossed it away to rot?
Did you forget the new one you placed afterwards?
Laced with your hopes and your dreams, deep scarlet with your acclaimed sacrifice, and pulsing with your enthusiasm.
It is what keeps me alive now, but, I miss my heart.
I miss myself.
I feel empty.
I want me to be back.
I never told you, but, I've got the pieces here.
Please sew my heart back again.
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A 100 word composition. Good stuff.
My conscience died a long time ago, together with my heart.
Did you forget how you tore it from me, ran it through with a knife, and tossed it away to rot?
Did you forget the new one you placed afterwards?
Laced with your hopes and your dreams, deep scarlet with your acclaimed sacrifice, and pulsing with your enthusiasm.
It is what keeps me alive now, but, I miss my heart.
I miss myself.
I feel empty.
I want me to be back.
I never told you, but, I've got the pieces here.
Please sew my heart back again.
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A 100 word composition. Good stuff.
Something I wrote over 3 months ago when expectations were too much for me to live up to and when I felt I was just a puppet.
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