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fracture

Brittle love

The sky and all its space
Couldn’t hide without a trace
The look that’s on your face
The look of pure distaste
 
This love affair owns a fracture
Where once we coiled in rapture
Eyes locked and souls did capture
Now bandages needed and sutures
 
We are in need of a splint
Ignition by the some kindle and flint
Such an aged and arduous stint
Tossed away frivoloussly bankrupt and skint
 
We still love one another its true
Let’s not get rid of all we knew
Let’s keep hold of muscle and sinew
The fracture of me and you
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