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10:47 PM

Updated: Nov 1

By Faith Simms, Virginia State University





You broke me once.

I still remember the very moment.

You squeezed, tugged, pulled, and shattered,

Until there was nothing left of me,

Of us,

But a shrivel in the wind.


Now do it again.

Go ahead.


But let’s be clear.

I don’t need this for the sake of being broken.

That’s not the fun part.

I need it because before you break me,

You’ll at least hold my heart in your hands one last time.

And if that is all I am worthy of,

So be it.

Break me.

Over and over and over again.

Just be sure to pick me back up,

So I know you care at least a little.



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