another day
rainy outside
the first one this autumn
not yet reached
tears falling
leaves from sky
like your poetry
in my heart
unexplored
the impossible one
plastic heart
someone built to me
and I can not be more
to you or to this world
a small tear
of our impossible love
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A plastic heart cannot be what it could be desired to be...Because if it was it, then it couldn't be made of what it never intended to be. Or not to be.
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