Poem / Heart Strings

Heart Strings

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My heart is made of strings
Each represent the simple things
Every time one is broken
A space is within is left open

A space that is then reinforced
With steel plates and mortar
The area no longer shows remorse
The number of strings have reduced to a quarter

I no longer have desires
To light any new fires
The people that ride with me now
Will be with me until we reach heaven's bow

My hearts kinda cold
I've just run out of coal
To spark my appetite
For social interactions at midnight

I think it's a good thing
Because I've found what I need
And I don't have to continue searching
Don't get me wrong I still interact
And maybe if you ram hard enough
You'll breakthrough my concrete tesseract

By Ethan
2017/07/01

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