And sometimes a poem
doesn’t have beautiful words
but the F-word is smashed
into it
screaming with anger with the world
hurt and raw, naked ‘I miss you’s’
stand lonely in the empty spaces
in between
and tears drop from the letters
like waterfalls
But what still makes it beautiful is
it is written with the indelible ink
of love
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