you were absent on the pages of my last two books, but you found a way to imprint yourself onto the first page of my newest novel. i tried to erase you, but you were written in permanent ink. you were smudged by wet tears and bitter times. you stubbornly stayed while i wished you would just go. sometimes you turned into bold italics; you refused to be obliterated. you took up an embarrassing amount of space; you found your way into every ream. i wanted to deleted you, but i could not rip out all the pages you occupy.
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the late night musings of a broken-hearted girl
Poeziea short collection of poems from a young girl in times of heartbreak and unrequited love lower case intended. All Rights Reserved ®️ 2018 note: the poems are all unrelated and don't pertain to any particular plot!
