Rubbery
My heart is not elasticAnd the way you treat it makes me sick
But I will not leave you
Because loving you is all I do
So when I break
I hope you move on for love's sake
Rubbery
My heart is not elasticPoetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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