t h e - m o s t - v a l u a b l e - t h i n g - i ' v e - h e l d - i n - m y - h a n d s by Altering Atmospheres

Oct 2014

t h e - m o s t - v a l u a b l e - t h i n g - i ' v e - h e l d - i n - m y - h a n d s

I'm sorry I wasn't able to hold your heart
the way it should have been held
with all the care I could ever give

I'm sorry your heart was the most precious thing I've ever held onto
that I got so scared I trembled
and dropped it to the ground

I'm even more sorry that I wasn't able to pick it up
I did not even try to hold it ever again
instead I stomped on it until it was a
myriad pieces too late to be restored

Originally ends with: I'm sorry I'm not sorry because you're a *******. You can stick your head up your *** for all I care!!

It was meant to be a ruined poem.

#love #heart #you #me #sorry #care #toolate

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Altering Atmospheres Way up in my head

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