Two sums



No one knows about you

so it’s easier not to be loved
A thief in the night that stole my heart

Left me naked gripping fate

If only you took the gold

I’d be better off

you sold your heart to the highest bidder

I didn’t know it was for sale

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Published by: her mourning coffee

Walking a fine line between genius and insanity. My words are raw, sometimes visceral, and vulgar.  I write to settle my thoughts.  I have triggers that extract emotional immaturity, deep- rooted fears, anger, insecurity, vulnerability, yet I heal with every stroke of the pen.  I might be that monster.  I sometimes scare myself.  Please keep this in mind as you read.  I do not wish to provoke you, though stories need to be told. *not all posts are in real time

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