Pint Glass

There is a lot of love inside of every heartbreak. That’s why it’s so confusing. The love holds fears and unspoken animosities like a pint glass holds water. The breaking point is just a loud, messy accident in the middle of a Denny’s restaurant. While everyone turns to watch our darkest feelings puddle on the table and drop to the floor, we’re left to pick up the broken pieces of what used to be the safest place to hide our insecurities.

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About Lee Stone -leest1-

The world is changing: Stand for Something. Soporte Para Algo. Independent Poet/Artist. Portland, OR ·
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