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Posted July 9, 2012 by Bradley Howington in Poems About Love
 
 

Shards of My Heart

Every night when I fall to the ground
I see you, staring straight through the sounds
of my shattering heart—will you take it now?
Just leave me to drip for you
it’s all I can do to please you
every cut reminds me
that this friendship is haunting
but I stay still, and take the pleasure
because this is all I know, no better
love me, just a little harder
and I’ll respect you, until there’s a murder.