Twisted Web Poetry

Poetry written by me obviously. I still try sometimes. Life gets hard. Hobbies expand. Words lose their meaning after enough time spent struggling to speak.

Sunday, December 6, 2020

#12/7 (unfinished) (8/2)(5/13)

I patch my heart up 

With concrete, rebar

And crystalized tears

Just fraudulent diamonds 

They beg for forever

Shining facets of false love

Lies you built 

Reflect my insignificance

You claimed me your home

The empty space left

Once held all my dreams

Reflect my insecurities

And tarnish all the memories 



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