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MY EXPOSED HEART
Ravish it, my exposed heart. It’s all for you to crush. I have no pretensions left, No grimace and no blush. You wanted me to bare it. You wanted it but raw. You wanted to know my sins, My each and every flaw. Yes, I admit that I told A few lies in your face. But that was just a device For me to have some space. I wanted some privacy And some independence, So that I could love you more Under a mild pretence. But you would have none of it. You wanted me to show All the pain and tears that in My injured heart do flow. Now that you have known it all, Do you love this my heart? No, my dear, you have throttled Our love at just the start. • Written in abcb, 7-6-7-6 format. * Written for "`Endless Night Dark Poetry Contest" M C Gupta 9 November 2007
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