Heart Ache Poem by Paola Elizabet Mateo

Heart Ache



You're like a ciggar on my fleshy wrist
You constantly tear at my heart like it's play dough and you can put it back together;
Last time I checked I was a human and not shaped clay that you can play with and just throw away like it's nothing...
To think you could just leave me the way you did...
You just make heart ache like it's nothing to you.....

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Paola Elizabet Mateo

Paola Elizabet Mateo

Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic
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