I wear jeweled tears around my neck
They're heavy.
Crafted carelessly
from blistered silver
and broken stones
a calloused heart
and broken promises.
There's beauty
Romanticized like a painting of war
"oh, look how it catches the light
despite the way its been tarnished by time.
How lovely this weight must be to carry."
You can't imagine
A burden so large
you can't find the strength
to press your fingers together
and open a clasp.
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