You held my heart
that was torn half.
I thought you will mend it.
But you just broke it into
a thousand more pieces.
YOU ARE READING
Constellation
PoetryHere lies the speck of words orbiting in my own galaxy that was once lost but finally found its own constellation.
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You held my heart
that was torn half.
I thought you will mend it.
But you just broke it into
a thousand more pieces.
