hearty flasks
hearty flasks


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quite literally.

hearty flasks

I remember that day crisply

I remember that day crisply when I saw the horrific shelves of your dusty bedroom

countless flasks sat in lengthy rows

countless flasks sat in lengthy rows, you stocked up screeching hearts within

broken, bruised; some were fresh, full of youth.

Unique scribbles named each

Unique scribbles named each, with dreaded dates on torn tatters stuck on them

Unique scribbles named each, with dreaded dates on torn tatters stuck on them, many melting away; as they crossed their service period

while others were fresh as dewdrops across the eos lawn.

I found a few empty cases in between

I found a few empty cases in between, stains of the drained fluid on your poetry book said it all

~ these hearts were nothing to you.

just artifacts to observe,

just artifacts to observe, to see how each they gasp different from another,

just artifacts to observe, to see how each they gasp different from another, for you to finally write your masterpiece.

at the end was one new flask,

with no date, just my initials.

my heart had just begun to slip away.

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