on my chest: my mechanical heart, how it tears me apart.
on my arm: ????? what’s left behind by those whose ?s have been consumed by the heartless.
i live my life guided by love and maybe that is foolish but i take comfort in knowing that all the heartache i’ll ever endure will continue to mold me into a better lover.
credit to john from sharktooth! imperial beach, CA.
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