Desolate place of contentment
Maybe if there wasn’t pleasantry
Strip me down to the bone
Viscerally to the core
If only I was stronger,
Nakedness of strength
Beyond the barricades of life
First kisses, free meals
And fervent heartbreaks
Writings, clips of portfolio
Leading to please
Beautifully paper Mache heart
Sitting on a string
Juxtaposed along the way
Streams of heartbreaks
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