Broken Hearted
Broken Hearted
a shadow
lies beneath
her moods
hunting our
truest key
it sways
and grows
infectiously
edging toward
a kindred
apathy
that buries
and dims
our wishes
and whims
the dreams
we left unbled
blunting
unspoken
memories
of gentleness
we shed
it thickens
to fill
rusting too
our will
as we
trade
stubborn
glances
for assaulting
circumstances
while feigning
ever-restlessly
a posturing
of normalcy
coursing this
venom to
constrict
our grind
onto perforated
outlines with
desaturated
crimes that
cast me
outside
to see
this humbling
tragedy of
broken hearts
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