Cut out of heart

 

A man of my past, hopeful to be in my future is the only one that can save me from this. Call a doctor, but wish him away. I can't take the pain of this bullet, inscribed with your name and warm from your kiss. God can't save me, don't bother praying. The clouds could care less about my problems, and space is too big. What does this mean? Don't tell me that I'm right on my thoughts. I'll write it down, try to figure it out, and look to the stars. I'll never exact what this dream is, I can only give myself suggestions, ideas of interpretation. The explanation I've landed on is one I wish was not true. So take me father, which you've been so long. Take me and save me with your own two arms. My life is in your hands, blood as well, so don't let me slip away from you. Nobody else will understand, nobody else knows the plan. You have helped me so much and I know you won't let me down. Just din't let my demons throw you around. Can you tell me what this means? Please tell me I'm wrong on my thoughts, just write it down, please figure it out, and shout to the stars. We'll never exact what my dream is, you can only help. No matter what, I know that I have you to fall on.We haven't always gotten along, but we've always been close. We've fought, we've yelled, we've even cried together, but you know how to live with yourself. I can only thank you for teaching me as well.

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