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Poem 2 (4/2/09-A poem from the outside...from some one or something's view as the outsider?)

Dark Hearted Fruit
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Lay me out
On the wooden table
Fondle me

Soft downy skin
Supple flesh
Sweet scent

Cut me open

Ravage me
Eat me
Slurp up my juice
Devour me

But my hard heart
Will soon be discarded