On The Run Zine

“Paper Hearts Tear”

“Paper Hearts Tear” by Penelope

on the run faces and places paper hearts tear

My empty sorrow clings till tomorrow.  My body feels heavy; loneliness is the heaviest weight to carry.  My tears fall into the abyss of nothingness.  The shallow beat of my heart can only be heard by the only one it ever skipped for.

poetry by Penelope

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