eat my heart outA Poem by Satellite Heart
I smell her perfume on your shirt
It burns through my chest like acid Lipstick stains your face My skin melts away I trace my fingers down the bruises on your chest And my blood boils When she's in your arms You might as well eat my heart out. © 2009 Satellite HeartReviews
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