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When first you left me, I opened my chest with a switchblade knife and tore out my heart. I hid it in a shoebox beneath my bed, and--because empty spaces must always be filled up, else there is no telling what will grow there--I went outside and found an acorn in my yard, and put it where my heart used to be.
Well, I hope you're happy now. I hope you know what's happened, because of you.
It's taken two years, but yesterday, the damn thing put out a leaf.
- by Rynn Calais |
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- | Submitted on 01/04/2010 |
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- Title: When First You Left Me
- Artist: Rynn Calais
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- Date: 01/04/2010
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- nbetweener - 02/23/2010
- Unexpected and delightful. You convey that life goes on, almost accidentally. Brilliant
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