it never stays
"just jealous"
it turns into
a rope around your wrists
a hand around your throat
and a whisper in your ear
it becomes controlling
and losing who you are
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✔️Fragments | Original Poetry | COMPLETE
Poetrywhen it comes down to it, my heart has been shattered for a long time now. i'm just hoping if i write it all down i can make the fragments tangible and they can be pieced back together
