My heart,

Entombed in black nail polish

Ten coats thick,

Painfully pumps

Dark soda liquid

That fizzes violently

Then settles heavy

In my veins.

My swollen throat,

Pounded with bright red Pop rocks,

Tightens around one long, black arrow

Whose sharp tip

Jabs each vital organ

While my lungs,

Like weathered bagpipes,

Torture each breath.

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