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Fri, 02/02/2018 - 22:48 -- Mateos

You pick the pieces 

out of my heart 

And throw them away 

without a second thought 

 

I drink of romance 

Carrying me today

for your smile

faked as a common 

manipulation 

To my own brain.

 

Head to Toe

reeking of stench 

made by my mistakes,

A love breeds like roaches 

in the dark 

where no sound can escape. 

cry for help is lost. 

Groves cover empty space.

No one should leave

innocent hearts there 

like i did. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
Our world

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