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May 2020
They called her heartbreaker
In hushed tones
As she walked around town

They called her heartbreaker
Not knowing
She was broken-hearted
Sweet image hiding
A boiling ocean
Of breaking waves

They called her heartbreaker
But she only swung the hammer
Trying to shape
Her own foundation
In a way that pleased her
Not you

They called her heartbreaker
But no one ever
Bore their own blame
Surely, she swung a hammer
But each of them in turn
Chose to put their heart
In the way

They called her heartbreaker
And as sure
As any slur
It was spit with force
Around the town
And she smiled
A little smile
Cause she had built a mansion
For her heart on the inside
And she wore the title
Like a gilded badge of pride
This poem is a monologue that is meant to discuss standards of beauty and victim-blaming that are ever so prevalent in our society today.  Take responsibility
Michael Stefan
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Michael Stefan  37/M/Minneapolis
(37/M/Minneapolis)   
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