a small piece of her heart remained.

there was no shame, guilt or fame

she has not been vain nor uncaring

but these are the emotions that she has been bearing.

bearing not for herself,

but for whom she loved.

he never or may never come to understand

how many spikes he has placed in that sacred heart she bore

a heart from once which laughter poured

to lighten his once dark world.

somewhere, somehow, along life’s way

he has lost his sanctity to the lies and half truths

that he shares

no longer can he see, the unbleachable stains he had spluttered

upon her childlike joy,

to a state of uncertainty, maybe even more



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