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    No Love for the Wicked

    Welcome to the heartbreakers club

    Where you ruin lives

    And they all know why

    You got a broken heart you can’t return

    Made of ice and cigarette burns

    Made of decisions you wish were pretend

    But now you’re condemned

    To a life of owning it

    Every day for the rest of your days

    So now you’re ten feet tall

    And some people breathe in the shadow of trees

    But most are just going to try to

    change you to something more useful

    Like a book or a table

    .

    Welcome to the heartbreakers club.

    They say your love is a drug

    But you keep fucking up

    Now everyone’s running

    Cuz there’s a rumor you got that

    Midas touch

    And everyone wants to be looked at

    But no one wants to pay the price

    To be stiff as gold

    Shit I’ve been doing that since I was

    14 years old

    Now everyone looks at me

    Everyone loves me

    But when they try to remold me

    They scream and they cry

    Because as hard as they try

    You can’t remold gold

    Without a little light

    They don’t have a little light

    .

    Welcome to the heartbreakers club

    Lay out your lists

    Of love you lost

    And love that lost you

    Of the people who cried 

    And the people who threatened to die

    List all the people who decided for you

    How it was going to be

    And when you told them no

    They simply couldn’t fathom being happy

    And now you’re responsible for all of their tragedies

    List all the people who looked you in the eyes

    And said that ‘it’s your fault this time

    You’re choosing to be sad

    You just have to change your pretty mind’

    List every time they asked you to be a little less

    It would really just be for the best

    As if you hadn’t known all along

    That you could choose to be yourself

    Or choose to belong

    And list every time the thought of 

    Being someone else

    Made your heart choke you in your throat

    Made your stomach squeeze inside itself

    Made your eyes burn 

    Made your fingers tingle

    Made your ears ring

    Because getting here wasn’t easy

    May 11, 2023
    love, poem, Poetry

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