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STONY HEART.
Slowly,
tissues were replaced with chunks of chiseled rocks down my throat.
My veins collapsed ,
My atrium refused oxygen rich blood,
Stuck in the middle with nowhere to go.
No beat, no sound, no proof of life,
I'd cry in pain and agony...
tissues were replaced with chunks of chiseled rocks down my throat.
My veins collapsed ,
My atrium refused oxygen rich blood,
Stuck in the middle with nowhere to go.
No beat, no sound, no proof of life,
I'd cry in pain and agony...
