I'm ripping it out tonight
Bleeding heart
Red and bright
Tearing out all the smite
Gingerly
Placing her back in
And starting all over again
She won't be shiny
Far from new
Patched up lines
From the ripping
All askew
But when the light
Hits my heart
As it nearly always does
A kaleidoscope of colors
Will form
A shadowy reflection
Of my releasing
The white doves.
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