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she

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By Sara Published 4 months ago 1 min read
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she thinks she was born

without a heart

or she might have

given it away

to the broken men she’s bedded

or the women she held

until they fell asleep.

she could have lost it to her father

who she never calls her father

or her mother who still does not

look her in the eye.

maybe she left it

in the childhood she never had -

somewhere far away

but her chest is empty.

the world tells her to find love

but it is not what she is looking for.

she likes passion and destruction

and beautiful storms

the mountains and the valleys

but never the ground.

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About the Creator

Sara

Don’t look for love.

Be love.

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  • Hannah Moore4 months ago

    Brilliant poem. When we learn to live in a storm, it takes work to stand steady instead of flying with it.

  • Gosh this was so intense, poignant and emotional! Loved your poem!

  • Paul Stewart4 months ago

    Damn oh damn, you keep knocking them out of the park, Sara. The whole thing was beautiful. All painful, heartfelt, destructive beauty, but those last couple of lines were just the best way to end it. I hope you find peace though and find something more. :)

  • Celia in Underland4 months ago

    Just stunning again Sara. My heart is in my mouth 🤍

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