if

if i can make all the darkness inside of me beautiful

then maybe my bones won’t creak in longing

and if I can find poetry in my pain

my blood won’t stain these thoughts of you

if this gash in my heart is stitched up with sequins

and if my tears turn into paint

then maybe all is not lost

now that you’ve gone away

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