I had beaten my heart
To a pulp,
So much that I felt nothing anymore.
But as she touched my face
I felt a lightening bolt
Bolt me
in the chest...
Yes the middle of my chest...
Right there,
I felt her electricity.
And that's how I knew...
She was the one.
But who knows
It may be lust.
It may be lust.
God, let it not be lust;
For I have lost too many soulmates
To lust.
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