Can’t Paint Over

I put my war paint on Line by careful line Until it cracks Like old concrete And all the brokenness From underneath comes Seeping out -Kel Dayheart

Without Hatred

She loved With everything She had But she could not Find the will To hate Even with her heart Broken -Kel Dayheart

Cracked

Coming unglued A mess of broken pieces Scattered across the floor Defiant in its cracked state Unfixable -Kel Dayheart

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