Love is impossible

quest for love to fill my septum
search for beauty to cover my scars
premature, needed completion
on my knees under the stars

shooting my way, locket i never gave
stretched its way to my hands
set in stone, so i should’ve known
must’ve been medusa’s plan

anger me so, regret i will hold
when the necklace snaps
i must learn to live on my own
solitude not isolation

reminisce still, for eternity will
but a lesson learned is best
heart spews for others, gushing out love
but must only be done with excess

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