The way you said those words made it seem you believe they would actually help, as if a few words could cover my eyes from the truth, like I didn't see the marks on your arm from where your little injections of heaven dug their roots in deeper. Each spot symbolizing each time a piece of your soul was torn away and another shred of my childhood was burned in a fire that never even kept you warm.
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Love loss and the pain that follows.
PoetryLove loss and the pain the follows is a short collection of poems put together to tell the short story of a rough childhood causing issues with love, and finding love, and the dealing with the grief and loss of it.
