your heartbeat
I fell asleep to it many a time
slow, steady, strong
it was the thing
that kept me grounded
anytime I heard it
symbolism of times
long gone
my heart is always fast
110 a minute
"someone's excited."
you'd say with a smirk
and continue finding ways
around my body
climbing up to 120
it's pathetic
that I remember the exact beat
to which your heart followed
I'd sell my soul
to feel as high as I did
the first time I heard that beat
peaking even higher than that 125
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The Devil's Love-Ridden Abuse || POETRY
PoetryPREVIOUSLY CALLED: ☣ His Jaded Love ☣ •×°HIGHEST RANKING:°×• [ #5 IN POETRY 2/5/19] [ #17 IN FEELINGS 2/19/19] [ #8 IN POETRYCOLLECTIONS 3/2/19] [ #1 IN POETRYCOLLECTIONS 3/13/19] [#1 IN POEM 3/18/19] [#1 IN WISH 3/28/19] If Hell had a face I wouldn...
