heart
I ate you whole
until all that was left
was your icy, black heart
It did not beat
or pound
It did not make a single sound
No blood rushed to it
and no blood rushed from it
My initials were carved into the side
White...
until all that was left
was your icy, black heart
It did not beat
or pound
It did not make a single sound
No blood rushed to it
and no blood rushed from it
My initials were carved into the side
White...