i've got a dozen pages, false starts
a million or more so
broken hearts a
handful plus of
lost intent and efforts saved
for thoughts misspent..
a thousand words got lost in mind
a precious few, of friends i find
or found to bring us center, see
seas just apart, dissecting we.
a life divided flows in part
the words reel fast and flood
the heart, my lungs inflate with
toxic, fleeting, messages lost
in open hearts beating
and bleeding the truth through to
you, as i see it
wrapped neatly
completely
it's only unneeded.
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