Ripped to pieces
BY: Linsey helen
Seeing through the dust,
You lost all my trust.
I thought you cared,
Then I found truth unshared,
Intimacy while I was your crutch,
My heart a friction clutch
Lusting for one and loving the other,
Your secrets are no longer under cover.
Clawing away chronicals of me,
Congrats to a future Curie.
You told me your story.
I'm not a Mortenson Gergory.
Ripping away each tiny heart string,
A belief in camaraderie upswing
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