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Hunch
There is something
Below my heart —the heart that is going to bleed when someone stabs me on my chest, and I die—
and a bit above stomach;
In the middle
something wants to get out.
It kept shoving from the inside out.
It's not love, nor broken nor hate
nor missing someone, but burning
I have no idea, though
I guess it's the feeling.
Random
Just another feeling.
Well, it's good, isn't it?
Better than feeling nothing at all?
@blvckmvds
#poem #Poetry #writer
Below my heart —the heart that is going to bleed when someone stabs me on my chest, and I die—
and a bit above stomach;
In the middle
something wants to get out.
It kept shoving from the inside out.
It's not love, nor broken nor hate
nor missing someone, but burning
I have no idea, though
I guess it's the feeling.
Random
Just another feeling.
Well, it's good, isn't it?
Better than feeling nothing at all?
@blvckmvds
#poem #Poetry #writer
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