You are our new favorite swear word.
Noun: A tool.
They have stopped existing in shades of Lavender - hearts don’t get sent anymore.
And no one wants to read a love poem.
Or see a Colored Girl’s Rainbow bowed broken
beneath the weight of the egotistic.
The simplistic.
Residing in kingdoms of accusation
heartbreaks - a spectrum of Mauve. But they don't send hearts - anymore.
It's a hashtag - an anniversary. Let
them right it - your tombstone: Hear lies
a label maker - Heartless
promise breaker - Liar who lay in wait
bruise colored suicide, bombing hope - wrapped up in hate. Rumor has it, we don't send hearts anymore.
Or scream. Or speak. Blocked
your throat – and ceased to exist.
and no matter how much we beg, do not feed the lion.
You only accept amethyst stained hearts anyway.
Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 4:30 PM UTC
You are our new favorite swear word.
Noun: A tool.
They have stopped existing in shades of Lavender - hearts don’t get sent anymore.
And no one wants to read a love poem.
Or see a Colored Girl’s Rainbow bowed broken
beneath the weight of the egotistic.
The simplistic.
Residing in kingdoms of accusation
heartbreaks - a spectrum of Mauve. But they don't send hearts - anymore.
It's a hashtag - an anniversary. Let
them right it - your tombstone: Hear lies
a label maker - Heartless
promise breaker - Liar who lay in wait
bruise colored suicide, bombing hope - wrapped up in hate. Rumor has it, we don't send hearts anymore.
Or scream. Or speak. Blocked
your throat – and ceased to exist.
and no matter how much we beg, do not feed the lion.
You only accept amethyst stained hearts anyway.
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