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I, spy!

As I scroll down my timeline,
Something catches my eye
Words strung together
To sound so much like my life
I sit back and let my thoughts drift
As I hear my heart break
I imagine blood oozing
Out of the fist-sized aorta
And I dwell on morbid things
My emotions bring me down
But I enjoy the pain
Coz it lets me know im alive
And my soul is intact
Not erased.

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