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Heart Upon a Wall by Gus Johnson

Heart Upon a Wall
When you hang there, your heart upon a wall for all to see,
crimson calluses form in the open air.
And if un-admired, untended, and unrequited;
time fades both shade and feeling into something unrecognizable.
An absurd picture you’ve painted, and forgotten
at passing by, why you’ve hung it there in the first place.

 

by Gus Johnson

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