My heart fell
My heart fell when she fell
On my lap, in my arms
My heart fell when he fell
Out of eyes
My heart fell when it fell
Suddenly on my hood
My heart fell when words fell
On my ear of a book
My heart fell seeing her on windshield
Wings flap even dead...
Colorful, are silkiest, painted soft spots
Her body is tiny, so small
My heart fell; God's angel out of grace
Butterfly, smashed-hard
"Grab me, handcuff me; put me in jail."
I shouted; I cried:
"I am the murderer; I've killed her."
My heart fell; I was fast; she was calm
Unaware; and was lost
"Be careful, come to sense"
One must shout:
"This world is brutal all around...
Strong has the gun; has the arm...
There's no heart; not at all..."
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