who really lost?

if I had a heart
it would never love you
instead, it would hog-tie you
and run the pony express 
over the face that left
my voice cold and gold;
as expressionless as
the pity you gave me –

you haunted me
savage rumbles underneath
my bed frame, and
even my shotgun
only made you flinch,
left me with little choice
but to befriend the wolves –

so if I had a heart,
it would tell you to die
sell your self to sin
for even the devil
can’t stand your presence;
but my heart was gambled away
and so I will settle
for observing the dust
making its home on your grave

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