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I am only responsible for my own heart.
You offered yours up for the smashing, my darling.
Only a fool would give out such a vital organ.

01.02.2008 • 4:51pm

Oh, I should like to dance and laugh and pose and preen and sway, and rip the hearts of men in half, and toss the bits away. I'd like to view the reeling years through unastonished eyes, and dip my finger-tips in tears, and give my smiles for sighs. I'd stroll beyond the ancient bounds, and tap at fastened gates, and hear the prettiest of sound-the clink of shattered fates. My slaves I'd like to bind with thongs that cut and burn and chill.... but I am writing little songs, as little ladies will.

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I am only responsible for my own heart. You offered yours up for the smashing, my darling. Only a fool would give out such a vital organ.

I am only responsible for my own heart.
You offered yours up for the smashing, my darling.
Only a fool would give out such a vital organ.