Love Scars
Broken in three
I sat there,
Laid there,
Sank into indecisive indecision
And confusion.
I knew not what I wanted.
I knew not what I did not want.
I wanted what I did not know.
I lost what was hated.
I loved what was lost.
I hated what was loved.
And it cut me deep,
So deep I was sick
So sick of love
And what it brought.
I still wield the scar...
Of confused love
And broken hearts.
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