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i’m trying, but

what can you expect from a misery hiding beneath a flesh

full of wounds from the tide breaking down

the flaws scattered not giving time for the beholder

to veer and turn a blind eye to them


dried tears on her bedroom

the nights she cries herself to sleep

you on her messages

saying the words she’s tired of hearing


this time she only breaks a glass

next time who knows

could be your heart, unintentionally

or your hope on a turgid odyssey


don’t pledge a bet 

you won’t remain forever eventually

try to keep a company with an unseen hurricane

that she can’t handle herself.

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