you taped up my broken heart
in midnight colors
while we danced to a song already over.
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thorns
he watched the lonely red rain
fall from clouds of thorns
and bleed on his shirt.
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insanity
on broken glass sheets
he laid in tears all night
taking sides with insanity.
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fire
the fire in my heart
was started
by a match that wasn’t lit.
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quiet
turn up the quiet
to see the light pass between rain drops
and let a past gentle breath,
silence the cry inside.
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slow
where he ought to be often plagued him,
then he reminded himself that
slow
doesn’t always mean sad.
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imagination
don’t disturb my imagination,
it’s my way of saying
complicated things.
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sleeves
his dad said,
don’t wear your emotions on your sleeves.
so he thought it would help him feel better
if he put on a tank top.
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understand
while counting the cracks and flaws
in the concrete wall he built,
he tried to understand love.
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rust
once a milk carton kid
drenched in color,
he now paints walls
in rust and bone.
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Unfinished Souls 