Reaching deep within me
down the well worn, jagged path
inside me, into the warmth,
deeper, and deeper, you greedily
dug in looking for your prize
my helpless, hopeless heart.
Uncomfortable, I felt you
forcing your way
demanding your selfish right
I know what you do not.
There is nothing there,
The scraps you left are not worth your time.
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