Woke up with a broken heart,
couldn't bear it from the start,
locked it up for the day,
that it may wither,
wither away.
And when the sun comes back again,
the pain won't be so strong, dear friend.
(Took today off from reality, I'll be back to normal functioning tomorrow.)
Your poem is painfully beautiful.
ReplyDeletePainfully beautiful and I hope you feel better!
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