my heart is gone,
my chest bare.
empty.
there is a cavity where my heart belongs,
weeds growing in its place.
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• first dance •
Poetrythis is a story from a segment of my life where i found love -or what I thought was- then lost it, as quickly as it came this is my experience these are my regrets he was my mistake this was my heartbreak 🥀 hey guys! welcome to my first boo...
