How do you pick up the pieces
after all you've done was take hold of something
and let go?
How do you glue them back together
when you were the one to destroy?
when all your hands have done was crush?
How do you even begin to get it back,
when all you've done was abandon;
when all you did was neglect
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maybe you deserve this
you've definitely earned it
YOU ARE READING
Over The Ledge
Poésie"Little do you know how I'm breaking while you fall asleep" Some people turn to alcohol Some turn to drugs I have words.
