Somewhere between the sound of techno music I can still see it, a red, beating mess of flesh. My heart really would not be that animated or damaged, yet that's how I see it. Broken in a sad way, in an amusing way. Broken and bruised so that it beats twice then stops. One, two, three, four seconds and another two beats.
So baby, keep my heart beat-beat-beating.
The last line is from the song Heartbeat (fitting name, right?) by Stereo Skyline which isn't actually techno music in my opinion but that doesn't really matter much does it. Anyway, I am going away to re-re-read some book, books, I have in my closet. Probably not.
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A view through the rain covered window that is my mind. It may be a twisted view.
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