X marks the spot,
Where you dug out my heart.

X marks the spot,
Where you rip me apart.

X marks the spot,
Where you left me there to bleed.

X marks the spot,
Where you didn’t even cry.

X marks the spot,
Where he put back my heart.

X marks the spot,
Where he sewed me together again part by part.

X marks the spot,
Where I let him stay in my heart
The one spot you can’t reach me anymore.

Elizabeth Clement

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/x-marks-the-spot-4/