We were all but pieces of each other's broken hearts,
Chaos covered in poetry;
bleeding with regret as we spill
Onto the canvas of one another.
Unable to complete each other
as the only pieces we hold
are undeserved guilt and pain.
Where we forgot that the sound of our breaking hearts was just another piece of music signaling a new beginning
and why we never stopped to breathe
and give ourselves a moment to mend will always be beyond me.
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12 Shades of Love
PoetryA book tainted with the vibrant shades of love, coated with poetry to tell a love story
