7.16.06A Poem by mo
my heart will break
and the world will suffer a thousand little fractures. the night will seize my veins and course through me like needles latching to my skin. the tears will sear my flesh and fill my throat in a vicious hope to choke me. the sadness will overwhelm my being until it obliterates my existence. unless anger overcomes. and it will. the rage will swell inside me and boil through the sockets of my eyes, creating a fire in my pupil and a fury at my touch. my heart will break and you will suffer a thousand little fractures. and with each blow that cracks the marrow in your bones will be a stitch to men my broken, bleeding, beating heart. © 2009 moAuthor's Note
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