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My heart is big. 

It swells with empathy and compassion,

it bleeds profusely for others

and I am constantly left to clean up the bloody mess.

My heart beats with many emotions.

There IS love in thus heart.

But my heart...

it is also a cold stone in my chest

that leaves ice through out my veins.

When it is cold stone, I feel nihility. 

It is simply a void and it does not bleed and it does not feel.

It simply exists - but barely.

Which heart is in my chest today?

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