Category : Poems
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Two tears tie my heart,
Torn by a wound then a scar.
Two hands break the sound
Between our thoughts,
Hearts and minds.
Alone than my loneliness,
Sadder than my sadness,
More thoughtful than my own thoughts,
I am more broken - being in love
Than I have been broken before - being lonely.
Two lies hurt my tongue: "I'm fine. You'll be fine." Kiss after kiss, you bite my lips,
Drowning me in tears when you leave,
You're like others.