What Breaks

A long unraveled mess.

What’s yours is yours,
What’s mine is mine.
No glue, no tape,
No thread, no twine,
Can stitch this
Long unraveled mess:
Or make me hate
Or love you less.

But love can no
More us connect
Without the bridge
That was
Respect

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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