crumblingA Poem by Clarissssaaaa
you run towards me
three words [he likes me] i plaster on a fake grin turn on my too-high pitched laugh and retreat within myself my heart crumbles like chalk back home i scream and cry and laugh rip out my heart and throw it against the wall [breaks into a thousand pieces] the only trace that anything was there was the red beating fractured pieces
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