Paper Hearts: Waterlogged

One blot I spilled

Into a parchment

Suspense it killed

Soak endowment

.

Days of longer pasts

Held in trembly hand

Quicksilver’s repasts

For boys in the band

.

Tears you spilled

Onto my paper heart

In oceans it killed

And easily torn apart.

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