lost count

broke my arm a few times 

when i was a little kid

always my fun fact

on the first day of class

don’t remember it hurting, 

but i figure it did

i broke it 5 or 6 times 

similar to the cycle

we lived in

a fine line between 

love and hate

a battle neither of us 

would ever win

the pain i felt 

at the time

probably felt

like the world’s end 

my body remembers both, 

but i never will

my bones and my heart, 

on the mend.

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