
I'm not important to you. My heart is your own personal toy, and you use it at your own disposal.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Hurt/Comfort - Words: 55 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 2 - Published: 06-02-09 - id: 2680334
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My body is aching
From always bending down.
I pick up the pieces
While you kick them around.
My heart is insignificant
As you seem to think.
My fingers are bloody
To see, I must blink.
I'm not an experiment
Though it may seem.
I still have a reason.
I still have a dream.
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