Chipped

Those tools of life

used by fools

furious to make, take

leave tears on stone

everlasting ones not fake.

Unwritten here

stretched over time

stabs & crimes

against a stone

that did not perceive

even in dreams

chips from a chisel

disguised as love.

chipped

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