clear canals for water and regret.
I am sorry
I am responsible
I made you make me naked and bare
hearts stuck, broken apart to unstick
blood still dripping hoping for a detour
rerouted though, on public display, for all to see
failed at falling
shake it between the faults,
fill with fast fixing cement
the sludge left behind by a love lost
its stronger in the broken places,
or broken in the stronger places
depends on what direction you're looking from.
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