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Curse My Heart

I curse my heart for
Allowing you to sneak in
But it's a no win situation
As you disregarded my vision
As childish intuition
While waiting for the chosen one to
Arrive into your womb.

Soon, I will arise from the tomb
And across the barren sky
You're rising
Weary eyed
Fretting desperately
For a thread that will
Guide you back home
To what was innocent
But while the doves
Have gone mute
The crow caws
Enveloped in the darkness
At noon
And sometimes one has to be crucified
For the other half to live.

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