My heart is broken
Here in the cup of my hands
From between cracked fingers
Old blood spills
I had to move on, baby
For when I tasted my own tears
They were too sweet
And I knew that I had come to close
"Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness." (Allen Ginsberg)
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