My Experimental Heart

Below is my entry for Heather's Unscramble challenge. The word I have chosen is "Experimental".

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Did you think that you could alter,

that your sham trial wouldn’t falter,

when you’d tamper with the rhythm of my experimental heart?

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Did you think you were an expert,

with ample knowledge you could impart,

as you laid me on your petri plate to tear my world apart?

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That your lying eyes would entrap me?

That your deceitful smile wouldn’t alert me,

when you’d expel my morality like it’s only a spare part?

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Well, your toxins didn’t permeate.

Your soul’s black seed can’t germinate.

So, I think I’ll take my exit and plan for a fresh start.

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Now you say you wish to repent,

But I’ve seen you in your element,

And I know it’s just a trapline meant to examine and compart.

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I won’t fall for your sorry lament,

of the imaginary ailment,

that sparks your terminal connection to my experimental heart.