CRUDE HEARTS


Today u' spent. My entire senses..
How could fortune be this wreck less?
I was counting the smiles and the tears.
They are almost compatible.
You should be thinking I got rid of all the pictures..
Turns out they are my phone's wallpapers.

Have I wished believing rather than accepting?
Something dances my throat out,
Something clots out my tummy..
I hear the screams.
The battle I saw her in,
The feelings I held out.
That was mine.
The contradiction mischievously tosses my brain.
Had I had a depth in faith that now grave sinks my soul?
Am I a ruptured page that now blows in the wind?
Am I over yet?

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