These heart cookies
Are smothered in
Sugary,
Lovely,
Goodness.
My heart is empty
Of sweetness,
Beauty,
Love.
The misery inside is
Incomprehensible.
My heart is broken,
Ugly,
Frosting-less.
Unable to love.
Impossible to need.
Unsure how to proceed.
My heart is gone.
I hope there's some
Small,
Unquantifiable,
Amount you still want.









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