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Poems
Apr 2018
him
hungry eyes
vacant stares
sunday morning
monday dares
tired feet
clumsy legs
silent whimpers
and yet he begs
my hands are covered
in blood that is not mine.
he reaches into my chest
for a heart he can't find.
let him know it's not him.
let him know it's not love.
it's a temporary feeling
that i no longer dream of.
being unable to love *****
#love
#heartbreak
#breakup
#heartache
#ache
#hurt
#sad
#gone
#him
#relationships
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