The Seams of My Heart
The Cracks in Cement
I’m lying in bed
Phantom tears
Threatening to fall
Thinking of you
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You’re in a park with her
Stepping over the
Cracks in the concrete
Not noticing them
Just like you didn’t notice
The seams of my heart
Coming loose beneath
Your grasp
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You have so much
Blood on your hands
And you still have
The audacity to
Run them through her hair
Like your skin is clean and
Dirt is not under your nails
From the time you dug a grave
Just for the attention
❀
I’m screaming
And crying
And breaking
But it wouldn’t matter
If I was dying because
You’re too busy playing her
To care about how
You ruined me
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PATIENCE
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Raw and genuinely resonates
Very raw and emotional. Thank you for sharing!
Impressive love and heartbreak poem!!! Left a 💖