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Over this bullshit

 

From ashes smashed to pieces

by a man left with nothing more

than a fragment of sand from a shore

torn apart and tossed aside

by less than a hopeful bride.

Nobody died, but I would’ve tried

had I been adored as if I were more

The reasons are real.

The sentiments less than ethereal.

What could have been said

is the dread consuming my head.

Yet I’m not dead. There’s more to be said.

Perhaps not about this cyst

that slowly continues to exist,

but the bride that the tide

slowly drives to my side.

 

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1 Bad Peanut Butter and Jelly 1 147 2013/04/24 11 years ago