Heart
Midnights trace the outer edge
Purple pulses, echoed thwacks
Torn in places no soul sees
Ruby rumbles
Down the tracks
Misshapen
Form of infinity
Storm clouds growling overhead
Beckon for a dreary end
To lonely lovers lost at sea
Still the beat
Drums in demand
Of love
For all eternity
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