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How to Love a Broken Person MAG
  Dive heart first into concrete
  Swallow the guilt whole
  Crack your knuckles
  Drink gasoline
  And put a cigarette out
  On dried and crumbling lips
  Scratch at your eyes so they’re dull and fragile
  Like broken hands hanging loose
  after every broken pinky promise
  And every fake “I love you too”
  Smile sweetly with sunken eyes
  Put two fingers down your throat
  Count flower petals
  To find out He Loves You Not
  Put two fingers on the trigger and pull
  Your heart from your chest
  Just to know you can still bleed
  Just to know you’re still alive
  Just to know a broken person will break you too

 
This piece was inspired by years of personal internal struggle as I was growing up. With a distorted view of myself and also my life, things were very dark for a very long time, and sometimes still are. I use "He" in this piece, but more so for the well-known rhyme that goes along with plucking flower petals than for actually thinking of a "he". Yes, this was inspired by a young man I am currently in a relationship with, but no, this is not about him breaking me. This is about me, breaking myself, and breaking those I care for. It's one of my more emotional pieces, and is one I hold dear to my heart for the deep personal meaning it has.