Love

Crumpled emotion flows through our bones,

running and tugging and screaming "Go home!". 

Through it all we crack and crumble, pouring our heart out onto

the rubble.

It seeps through our past and pushes to the bottom,

seeking truth in lost words.

Salty cheeks dry in the sun, a new time emerges.

Our aged skin outlasts the horror within.

Our minds have departed just as we were promised.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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