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Apr 2014
When you loved me, you made me want to give you everything.
To swim in the cosmos and fish for stars
that would shine as bright as your eyes.

But now that you dont,

The line is broken and my crooked heart serves as the hook.
My soul bleeds away,
A collection of constellations pour out like tears,
and there's a hole in my life shaped of you

~ j.s
Written by
Jess Smith
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