Leather Heart Case

This mask will no longer due

There is something I’d like to show you

My soul and the cleansing of

Rub, soak and rinse

How did I get to this

Many years of torn bliss

From a females kiss

Why do pictures even exist

The mighty temptress

Long beautiful legs

To the peg shoved in

My soft heart

Cracked into a million

Broken pieces

To be picked up again

Taped together

With worn leather as a gaurd

Because now it’s hard

And I watch my cards

A little more carefully



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