Incomplete yet valuable.
Unjust yet just.
Swollen heart that still pumps blood… toxic to her body.
She is a poisonous smile,
a corrosive laugh.
Knock on her wall-painted-doors,
untangle her tanglements.
She is a heart dripping pain,
a freedom thirsting soul.
Wreckerd beauty beneath the skies,
Mother Nature is foreign to her cries,
she tries though stays inediquate.
The word is “She will never understand”…
how now there is two of her and she is willing to share the throne till further notice.
She, cease not to amaze.
Through and through.
Mixed emotions and submissions.
Refreshments and countable communications.
1, 2, 3 words said and meant.
Jolene shall be covered for a reason.
Too tight with the universe,
to think that she could be the only one who gets this.
let me remind you,
she is a bar of gold with holes,
incomplete but valuable,
unjust yet just, completely wrecked beauty before birth.
You are love.