Fissure In hindsight, that was your biggest mistake; you had been broken by so many careless boys running around in men’s bodies, that you assumed I would do the same. So you broke me first. ~LT Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related 4 thoughts on “Fissure” Add yours Great poem, (as always), and so sad LikeLiked by 2 people Reply Thank you 🙂 I was in a particular mood last night when I wrote it. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Poetry is definitely cathartic LikeLiked by 1 person Without a doubt 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.
Great poem, (as always), and so sad
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Thank you 🙂 I was in a particular mood last night when I wrote it.
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Poetry is definitely cathartic
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Without a doubt 🙂
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