Human Relationships by Noémie Zumer

The first time I lost faith and magic in the world was at the end of my first relationship
Tables were thrown on the floor and guns pointed at him
Broken were all of my toys. Shattered old technology on the floor
A lamp, dead. Vacillating
My eyes, panicked and mad
You, unpleasant then, shattered

I swear I’m fighting with the day as it
Slips away from me.

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