i love you,
i love you so much, it hurts.
i loved you with a chaotic heart,
you embraced me with delicate bones,
i grazed you with scarred bones,
and you kissed me with bruised lips.
feeling broken in your arms
somehow helped in healing my fractured pieces.
i was, and i still am a broken soul,
but you knew that, didn't you?
i was a mess, i was broken,
but by a mere touch, you mended me.
by a mere touch, you fixed my fractured heart,
and to that, i owe you.
n° 61
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Poetrys t a r s ❝magic tumbled from her pretty lips and when she spoke the language of the universe-the stars sighed in unison.❞ -michael faudet highest ranking n° 9 in thepeopleofsociety | 23 june 2018 n° 2 in intellectual | 30 july 2018 n° 1 in incon...
