The Woman Who Put Broken Men Back Together

I was the woman who held broken men back together,

The one who held all their broken parts.

Loved them into pieces.

Turned them both into something that they are not.

I held men back together.

Took all their own wounds,

And gave them a whole new name.

Turned them into my own scars.

My own battles that I was not meant to fight.

It's safe to say,

That when I love somebody,

I fall apart after they are gone.

All I ever seem to do when I love somebody too much,

Is hurt them back within the end.

I rip men apart just to throw their pieces back together.

I deserve to be alone.

For no one really truly ever could hold me back together.

I am made up of my broken pieces.

Stitched them back together myself.

The woman who holds broken men into place,

Deserves to be held until she feels alright again.

And that's just my piece.

Chloe Rose Violet

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