Hate
I do
the residue
of love
lost.
Stuck tight
leech-like
not on fresh wounds, but
scar tissue.
Or clung on
(grime of past time)
to a single facet
(recalcitrant)
clouding up
the strange shine
of a blue
but clear
crystal of truth.
Hate you
I do
lost love
your
residue.
heartbreak is a bitch. on a positive note at least you taught me a new word! haha jp (not about the word recalcitrant is a mouthful) i like
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