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First Love’s Rite Of Passage

Tattoos Of Broken Hearts

By Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read

Salty are the tears that etch tender paths down the fragile flesh of the

Innocent

Lacerated voices once exuberant, silenced forever

Ears cannot bear the sound of love’s brokenness. A oneness

Never to be realized

Castrated hearts left to bleed

Experience is a harsh teacher

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    Written by Kelli Sheckler-Amsden