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Dec 2020
crack crack
my heart starts to break
into tiny pieces
that I don't know how to make

crack crack
it falls to the ground
I can't pick it up
because you're not around

crack crack
my eyes started to rust
I've spent too much time crying
hold you, I must

crack crack
the paper crackles
under the ink of words
I can't seem to write
A poem every day
13/8/20

I'm heartbroken a bit, i'll try to get some poetry out of it
Vic
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Vic  17/Genderqueer/Your local grocery store
(17/Genderqueer/Your local grocery store)   
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