Aug 31, 2018
1 min read
Love’s Anguish
a poem
Love’s anguish lay cracked
Upon the lawn as broken glass — Sharp and wanting.
You flicked another cigarette butt
At my feet, not caring
For what crunched beneath.
Rising from your lips came
✔Content writer,✍author, and 👩⚕️former counselor exploring how to live well. I write about 🎯self-mastery and occasionally pen stories and poems.
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