An Arrow to the Heart

The arrow.
The heart is
Beating fast.

Eyes meet
Face to face
One red
One pale
One confession

A little courage
Some words
A lot of silence.
There goes her pride.

A stab and a prick
A rip and a tear
In the heart.

The arrow cuts deep
And it starts to bleed.

It was an arrow to the heart.

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