broekn
i hold my heart muscles in my hands, force
air and life into heavidy
mess, painful thumplum
sprinkled cupcakes we shared with
glitzy candle dances clog
up my arteries, cold blood
sqeaks my hot tears flow
down high cheeks
sleepy bunnie in the headlight,
locked in your remnant
cologne, cool
you knew-all-times
no love for me lives in your
broken-ness
hopeless romantic
lie here to beat heart
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