things I have been thinking about

Different Hearts

Went to the edge for you,
and I had the bad weight of the world leaning on my back,
trying to push me over,
and in my mind I slipped, falling down.
I fell far,
not as far as the devil,
not as far as a mother,
not as far as a father.
Far enough though.
I saw me up there,
you down there,
her with me.
Went to the edge with her.
And I had the light of the world staring at me-
through your bad eyes.
The edge is just the line that shapes the outside of our hearts,
and ours are different.  
 




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