A poem for the brokenhearted

I sewed my heart to yours
While you were sleeping
Now, I spend my nights
Snipping at the threads
Tangled in a self-created web
Tangled in the thoughts
Inside my head
My head next to yours
Was my favorite place
The only place I ever felt
Completely safe
Now darkness covers me
And I can’t sleep
I curl aro…
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