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Feb 2022
I won’t ever love anyone how I loved you,
You lit my days the way the moon does the night,
You fell into my hands and I fell into yours and
holding each other—we promised to never let go

And yet I fell,
My heart erupted. Broken
Blood gushed over my intestines until I ceased to exist

Except that I did exist,
I felt it all for months,
even now I feel blood leaking through the wounds that will never completely heal
JR Taveras
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