Heart
Heart.
Why can't I fix you?
He sprinkled his blackness all over my heart like rain coming down from the sky.
Where is the tape so I can mend my heart?
Is it lost in his soul where the black hole hides or is it in the girl's heart who he longs everynight like a kid longs for candy.
I guess I will never know
poem by Christina J. Williams
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