It is that little emotional
ticker in my chest. It loves deeply and it hurts deeply so when you think my
heart could handle it, it weeps.
If I do not like you, I stay away
and I don’t even speak about you. So when you hurt me;
Once~ is a mistake!
Twice~ is a decision!
Three times~ is a habit!
Four times I cut your ass
off!
I have a heart…
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