Open me up.
Ribs and chest, I am ripped open.
There it is... take it out.
What colour is it?
And about the shape...
Is it the symbol of compassion and love?
How does it beat?
Do you get the rhythm?
Is each part even?
Now look at the rest of me as I pale over as if in a blizzard.
My eyes now empty.
Lips turning a darker shade.
You can´t even make out my laugh lines.
Now you´ve my heart, before I slip away...
Did you get a glimpse at the passion in there?
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