poem written on a phone (unedited)

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This heart was
a crushed
Soda can

Now
That smashing action
Is reversing

And where there was
Stress in the bend
Now there is song

I state unhappy
And alone for a long time
It was easy to write about that
But this as I am filling up
Unwrinkling this

It is so hard to record
And stay unsentimental
When you have been crushed
And we are both boxing those hearts
In the center
As they refill
With blood