It took another beautifully broken soul
to understand him.
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It took another beautifully broken soul
to understand him.
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He turned off the light
not because he wanted darkness
but because the light had become it.
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He fell without a sound
from that family place where
love was never meant to last.
a conditional place that
left him empty
from what they couldn’t give.
Something he heard of,
something he’s seen
something he never felt
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in the ashes of clipped wings
he kept his love of feathered fragment remains
hidden where no light would find it.
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carved away by a river of pain,
the worn and jagged edges of his heart
now expose the forgotten sedimentary layer
of how to love.
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wearing his favorite t-shirt
and a coquettish grin,
he played board games
with dice and peoples hearts
losing his turn at love…
on his final spin.
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born with a broken heart,
hollow thoughts crowd his mind
like a choir of burnt out candles
forgotten
in the middle of nowhere.
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he painted red on fractured walls
to hide the stains
that live in him.
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tangled up in an old lovers shirt,
he fell to the ground
and buried his abandoned heart.
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