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Am I allowed to hate you
For the pain you set ablaze inside
Back before he was mine?
Even though it’s the release that allowed him to find… me
Because my eyes see the wounds that
Your hands and heart and leaving left behind
And now I fear, that all his tears
will flood the rivers around a wall he’s built
to shelter him from ever
feeling that loss and pain again
All our dreams are made of dust
because he can’t let himself trust…again
The Tinman’s tears have turned to rust
His heart of gold is broken still, from you
You took his clean slate and marred it
You took his tender heart and carved it
up and carved it out and left it,
trampled on the ground
And now I’m standing here
with only a needle and thread
to try and fix a bullet wound
In his heart and in his head
The scars you left behind
are the tender, fragile canvas that I know,
but oh I love him so
You left and he found me,
But you left & somehow he
Is still haunted by all of what should have been, what could have been,
So your harm now hurts me too…
A civilian casualty
who never knew that she
was in a war you started inside of him,
Where the enemies are the two halves
of his heart you broke
and abandoned
once they had him in a choke
-hold on for dear life.
Fire, aim, ready…
you never even looked in the sight,
Pull the trigger at will, you kill who you kill,
Or better yet, don’t even let him die…
Make him live tortured…
make him the villain in your eyes,
in your lies
Your tragic victim story
Doesn’t matter if any of it’s true
As long as he gets his
But I’ll take the high road now,
I’ll be the bigger person somehow.
I wish you well—you know what? No.
No, you can go to hell.
Just leave and don’t come back
Leave what’s left of his heart intact.
Because he’s got me and I can see,
one day eventually…
his shattered heart will beat again
and I’ll still be around…
unlike you, you left, him bereft,
kicked him when he was down
Kintsugi is a work of art,
the cracks become the strongest part
With each passing day that you’re gone
is a golden chance at the breaking dawn
The man you crushed will rise from ash
And Phoenix tears cure the deepest gash
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