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My Dear

February 21, 2016
By clarkelewis SILVER, Arlington, Massachusetts
clarkelewis SILVER, Arlington, Massachusetts
6 articles 9 photos 8 comments

You order your coffee black

Brewing dark like your eyes. 

 

Lips, harsh among the form

of your words.

Pressing delicate kisses along

the soft of my skin.

 

Hands, built to hurt everything,

intertwined carefully in mine. 

 

Your heart mending and breaking

against my attempted stitching.

 

My Dear, I am too good for you. 

Don't hurt me, ever. 


The author's comments:

Heartbreak always lead to the most beautiful work.


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