Empty sockets,
Like my heart,
Is the result,
Of what tears me apart.
Conflicting emotions,
I'm never quite sure,
Of the proper resolution,
To sew me back to one.
Break my heart,
Or take it away,
I can't really think,
Of a perfect compromise.
Shaking with pain,
It's deep in my jaw,
Or is it that hole,
That's eating my heart?
Learning to love,
And try to move on,
Trying to breathe,
And cry for once.
Tired and groggy,
Hungry and weak,
I'm falling apart,
At my seams.
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