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Twisted Heartstrings

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Published: Jan 9, 2011

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Literature Text

_{Her fingers are cold; you shiver but you can't move
It hurts; they're pushing into your chest like needles
A temperature so strange that you can't tell if they're
White hot or ice cold but either way it burns your skin

And suddenly she's beneath your flesh, cutting through
Your bones and your veins and your organs just to
Wrap those awful spindly digits around your core muscle
Squeezing and cutting and ripping your vulnerable heart

She pulls on strings and twists them, they don't break
But they knot like something terrible and then she tugs
So hard that you're sure they'll never come loose
And then she's gone, leaving you with nothing but
Twisted heartstrings}