I hope it comes back to haunt you

By Circe Avalon

My heart is freshly broken
This wound may never mend
And in this tide of emotion
My love to you I send

I found whats left of my heart
Crushed into little grains of sand
And these little red flecks
that stick to my open hand

I'll send it out to sea
In a bottle made of glass
And when the bottle smashes
it will stick you in your ass

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© 2007 circeavalon
Published on Thursday, August 23, 2007.     Filed under: "Love" and "Poetry"
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  • italianbella On Friday, December 28, 2007, italianbella (183)By person wrote:

    loved this great read made me smile:)

  • Sketso On Thursday, August 23, 2007, Sketso (416)By person wrote:

    Emotional comedy always strikes a chord with me! Beautiful!


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