(no subject)
Have you ever
Wanted to rip
Open your chest
And peer inside
At your heart
Just because
You weren't really sure
It was still there?
And you do just that
To find
That it's not
Someone has
Taken it away
And replaced it
With an orange
An orange is nothing
Nothing but
An intriguing colour
And pungent taste
The juice replaces the blood
That once filled
Your beautiful heart
The citrus
The acid
Now flows into
Your soul
And runs rapidly
Through your viens
Or maybe
It dissolved
From the hot tears
Flooding down
Your rosy cheeks
Just to melt away
Like your
Sad
Pathetic
Little excuse
For a life.