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I am still weighed down by unspeakable heaviness- It follows like shadow currents.

Emily Kurc

I learned to make art with my broken heart.
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Art Broken Heart Learning Myself
I don’t love you anymore. But each time you begin to fade it makes my heart feel numb.
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Beginning Fade Feeling Heart Love Myself Time
There were still embers scattered around me from the bridges I have burned. I wonder if they can feel it too. The space between us lingering like a scarlet letter, I’m learning how to love again.
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Bridge Learning Love Myself Scatter Wonder
You don’t deserve my poetry. I hate that I give you that satisfaction still.
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Deserve Myself Poetry Satisfaction
I taught you how to love so you could get it right with someone else.
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Love Myself Right Teaching Yourself
A place where our stories are rewritten, and six degrees of separation no longer troubles us.
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Ourselves Place Separation Story Trouble Writing
The sun touched your skin with innocent delicacy as if you were a work of out that was made to be admired deeply.
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Admire Deep Innocence Skin Sun Touch Yourself
Your name still tastes like poison in my mouth.
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Myself Name Poison Taste
I no longer wear my heart on my sleeve. Instead, I keep this love folded up, like a tiny paper plane, until my heart is ready to soar again.
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Heart Love Myself Plane
Each night I sit at my windowsill like a wolf howling to the moon, hoping that somewhere you feel me calling to you.
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Call Feeling Myself Night Wolf Yourself
I laugh and I cry and I reason on until the late night, but I never feel the urge to call you. The person that I once knew is forever frozen in time.
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Cry Laughter Myself Night Reason Time
We all show our true colors eventually – mine is dark and firesome red. I bet I burned you. I don’t expect to see you soon.
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Burn Color Darkness Expectation Myself True Yourself
I miss the sweat of september and the stickiness of the sheets.
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Bed Love Missing Myself Romance Togetherness
I like to think of myself as the sun, but it gets really lonely all the way out here especially when everything I try to touch burns.
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Burn Lonely Myself Sun Thinking Touch Try
Leave me like you mean it. My heart can’t keep waiting for you.
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Break Up Heart Leave Yourself
A sea of jumbled emotions I had longed to live again, a feeling that no metaphor could match.
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Emotion Feeling Live Myself Sea

I am still weighed down by unspeakable heaviness- It follows like shadow currents.

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