My heart is for sale

I put up a picket sign right outside of my chest the other day.
it's a little battered and it's a little abused
it's a little dark and it can be a little cruel
but I got that way over time.
I decided that I didn't need it any more,
I could do without
the pain
the anxiety
the stress that it holds inside of it.

...I just don't feel like carrying it around in my hand anymore.

So I thought I'd put it up for sale for somebody else to have and enjoy.
doesn't look like I'll be using it in this lifetime.

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