How does a broken heart know when it has been pieced together? How do we know what love is when we have never truly felt it before? How do we understand the inexplicable, when all we know is only what we have experienced?
~a.k.
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Paint Swatch Poems
PoesiaA collection of my thoughts expressed through the art of words. © Alyssa Koepke ____________________ To see my first book of poetry, check out Polaroid Poems.
