Riddle Locked

I was forged.
Two look just like me;
In pockets I plinked,
but you lost me.
You said I open hearts,
but my body churns.
And I always let you in.

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Erynn Pontius graduated from the University of Utah with a Bachelor of Arts in Writing and Rhetoric Studies and a minor in Creative Writing. She currently works for Weber State University. Her poems and short stories have appeared in The Hungry Chimera and The Canticle Literary Journal.