Sunday, May 4, 2014

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Are there any words to express
The shunning by another
Are there enough tears to convey
What one does to the other

Can love go only sideways
And not come back around
Can love create a heaviness
That holds you to the ground

What keeps you in this darkened place
This cold and blackened room
What makes you stay and call it home
Like a enslaved soul within a tomb

Winds that whistle blow through your mind
Like a train about to depart
Winds that haunt your dreams and thoughts
Crushing your broken heart

You imagine that love will show its face
Though nothing has been suggested
You hold on to the walls, clinging to false hope
Your heart destroyed, completed, and bested




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