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My paper heart
I've never felt pain like this before,
Searing hot, flames of torment.
All that I had, that I love and adore,
Held to my face, by a hand I resent.

I didn't realise until I wished for it,
Prayed for rain and got a fucking storm.
Rain to cleanse, to wash away the shit,
It grew wild, feral, and left my heart torn.

I wish I knew my crime, what did I do,
A past life...