brick heart,
cheese grater,
ravaged beyond repair,
20 cent candy
never let another in
never ever love again
never trust a lovers eyes,
marble hard and cold
emptiness in almond framing
the salty liquid stings
and i let go.
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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