The sun shines on my pale skin
purple, and green veins peeking through.
The heart beat in my chest, suggest that i'm alive,
but the emptiness makes me feel askew.
Life can be so lonely, we live alone, we die alone.
But if you're lucky, you'll find a person,
that makes that emptiness in your chest become
a steady heart beat.
Thump thump thump
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