how do you mend a broken heart?
one with torn out stitches
one that itches
one that's spraying blood
how do you fix something so fragile
something so unsure of
and if something magical happens
and somehow its fixed.
how can you expect to hold on to it
as it ticks
itches
and spits?
how do you pump life into something,
that is so close to dead.
how do you correct mistakes
that you haven't made?
how do you erase a past that left this heart like this?
and even if you manage too
the blood
the itch
the spritz
it will surface.
when I write I hear beats in my head, I write to the rhythm of my internal drum. sweet like sugar, and raw to the bone. ;RAWSUGAR;
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