_The fallen_
Jagged.
Jagged pieces of my heart.
On the ground.
I fell for the oldest trick in the book.
I thought i had escaped cupid's arrow.
See my heart was made of stone, from the last bout of love.
I didn't plan on falling, I just Fel(i) sha
You exfoliated the walls of my heart now it lays on my feet as a pile of scree.
Your love blew hot and cold, cracking my defenses little by little .
I gave you access to parts of me the moonlight doesn't shine on.
This is where we stand now and ocean apart,
Yet you used to part it whenever you missed me.
Distance was never a thing.
Yet now here we are, with me left with nothing but a broken heart.
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