Broken Open

Sent in Summer

Erasure

Tears and blood are much the same,
The fear and pain That come from each
Cannot be unstained.
An emptiness is left within the heart, the skin
Sweet words can never make it whole again.
Can it really be so easy to just let me go?
To throw me out like so much trash and walk away.
Not look back.
Erase the past.
I hope you find your loss at last
As what we had fades to black,
Shades of black
Fade to black.































   






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