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It's a needle in my heart
Drawing out my energy
And all my emotions but one
Draining all that is good
And leaving the pain behind
It plants a seed as well
And the pain nurtures the seed
It feeds on my lone emotion
Until from it blossoms forth:
Twins
Dressed in Christmas colours
Their red and green eyes peer up at me
And they grin, cunningly
At my bewilderment
Then they dig and bury themselves
Within my heart
And the pain flares again
For a heart-stopping moment
Before it is gone forever
Replaced by the twins
And they whisper to me their names
And I smile
I know I will hurt no more
So long as my heart
Is home to
Anger and Envy.
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~Leandra Drache
