May 18, 2010
Every line that was spilt with this pen
Every word that was spurted with this mouth
Every morning sunrise that covered the sky, milky purple
Every breath breathed with these torn and broken lungs,
Every beat of this battered and broken, shattered heart
Everything I’ve ever done,
Every pun
Every poem
Every story
It all belongs to you

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