I have broken my own heart
and now I look at the pieces
to see what flesh and blood took part
in this mad beating stone
as my callous words and aching loves were spoken
I am looking for signs of humanity
and innocence,
those things which could not be seen,
such as vaulting hurts and failing hopes,
until my heart was broken
2 comments:
It's never as clean and easy as it should be. Chin up and ride it out love. mwoah!
Strong piece.
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