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A Cure For The Broken

I swallow lumps of aching beats called lies
tormenting my body infecting what was said to be my heart
turning it more red, more love corrupted
ticking ticking away at my flesh
drilling this love throughout my body so very fast
i breathe an endless breath knowing you have the power to take it away
away forever leaving me breathless and anxious
as if i had never learned how to breathe
and killing me almost instanly for breath is not exhaled
i stare at the back of my mind i call yours
for memories of this love swim as if so filled through it
drowning me with these happy thoughts causing me to smile
evern if my face has tatooed only a frown
leaving no chance of a smile to arise, to form, TOO empty
even if water fills my mind by the second
i have no filling left to make me fell cured
cured from this disease i rapidly call love
for im addicted to the uncertainty of knowing how to feel
addicted to the love i never knew i could have
as long as i stand i have the power to breathe
as long as i breathe my heart has the power to beat
as long as it beats i have the power to love
and as long as i love i have the power to live
but what if dieing comes first?

poem by Kristinahh KIMBER
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