Not sure if I shared this poem yet. Sorry if I have

It was like my heart
Was hung around my neck
Made of the most fragile glass
I worked so hard to protect
And alternately desired
To throw it across the room
Feeling a kind of sick satisfaction
Watching the wall drip
Like red paint splattered
On an abstract canvas

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Very nice @FatMama :slightly_smiling_face:

I pictured someone throwing a heart against a wall and manically laughing as it shattered into pieces and bled out.

I actually have a song for this, it came out today lol.

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Nice song. Never heard of the group before

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Oh no, it’s just one guy. He comes from a city that’s really close to where I live. He started in the music industry close to 10 years ago. He’s only a year older than me and he’s really talented, he’s got a nice voice.

His music “soothes the soul”. Very relaxing.

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