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boltcutters

megan henwood


their hearts were two locks

hooked together

unbreakable, forever


or so he liked to make it seem


she disliked the bond

longed freedom from this grip

but she lost her key


she found bolt cutters


his hold on her was snapped

with jagged edges left by the blade

leaving cuts and scratches on her heart


while his was destroyed

cut in two

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