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Bleeding Hearts

A poem

Photo by Sara Bach on Unsplash

When rain drops keep falling on my head
like every word that was ever said
and ever cried or was crying
and ever lied or was lying
and ever died or was dying…

But as long as you’re trying your best right?
(What if your best just isn’t good enough?)




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Lindsay Soberano-Wilson

Lindsay Soberano-Wilson

Poet | Teacher | Feminist | Editor: Put It To Rest & iPoetry | Casa de mi Corazon: A Travel Journal of Poetry & Memoir. lindsaysoberano.com

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