my heart.

my heart.

A Poem by Moebia
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Where is it?

"
You weren't supposed to hurt me
you were supposed to 
make me smile and
pick me up 

I wasn't supposed to cry
I was supposed to 
love you with my heart
but it's not here

Surely, if you open
that trembling hand of yours
you will find the bleeding slickness
of my organ which you possess

Don't drop it; 
please keep it near,
like I keep you near--
I always will.

© 2014 Moebia


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Don't know why we humans do this to each other, but we always have and most likely, always will. I would be surprised if there is anyone who can't identify with your write. Good job!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Some sadness surrounds your write..
Still looking for your heart?
A certain surrender too...
Written well.
Scott

Posted 10 Years Ago


Moebia

10 Years Ago

Thank you! Yes the past while I held a sadness in my heart and was trying somewhat to portray it in .. read more
Scott Metro

10 Years Ago

:)
Scott......
Very nice work! Definitely a good read!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Awww this was a sweet write my friend:)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Moebia

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much. :)
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10 Years Ago

welcome:) my friend

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Moebia
Moebia

Somebody's Nosy, TX



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