The taste of you still
burns on my lips
but
the image of her still
burns in my mind
-the dichotomy

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Bare Bones
PoetryA collection of poems following a personal tale of heartbreak and healing. A note about the layout: Part 1: crave is the beginning. The inner workings of my relationship. The struggle we had with love. Part 2: ache is the breakup. All of the p...