Damaged people love you like a crime scene
Before any crime had been committed
They kept their running shoes right next to their souls every night
One eye opened in case something changed while they were asleep
Damaged people love in the most broken way
Damaged people love in the most gentle way
Damaged people do not love
Damaged people love too much
Their backs are always too tense, too tight
Made this way from carrying too many broken things
Because we all know broken things are the heaviest
Just look the weight of a broken heart
Damaged people will love that too
Damaged people love broken things
Because they remind them of themselves
Damaged people take broken things
And love them to the end
Trying to find that one broken thing
That will fit their cracks.
Damaged people love so well
They love like this because they have already seen Hell
And they know that every evil demon
Was once an angel before they fell.
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Crimson Regret
Poesíaa variety of dark , sensual , heartfelt , loving , or funny poetry written by Stacy Mills. This book is still in the making so there will be more to come.. please comment what you think. All opinions welcome.
