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Jun 2014
I could never retrieve
The love I had for you
It was lost in flames and fury
That comes with clashing personalities.
I'm sorry you saw
The broken pieces within me
Piercing through my chest.
Families have fallen to bits
And so have I.
So why are you pretending
That you still have a chance
To be my one and only?
Stop acting
Like the broken bones and broken hearts
Mean nothing.
Stop trying
To get me back within your
Manipulative claws.
Yet with every hit we continue to take
Every late night phone call
Every time we meet up
I cannot say no.
With every shot of whiskey
You make
A shot in the dark.
Jordan Frances
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