A Cold, Cold Heart
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I offered my heart
in the palm of my hand,
a burning nova
to a private world
where love and forgiveness
knew no bounds
tender and trusting,
it beat only for you
so long ago
but hurt fans out
like the surface ripples
on a pond after a pebble falls,
each new hurt
spreading rings ever wider
and with each new ring,
more feelings fade
spreading wider, chilling deeper,
til cold as ice,
they become as stones
bouncing on a frozen pond
their rhythm etched forever
in a cold, cold heart.
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