When all the towers you could build Come tumbling to the ground, When all the music you have loved Becomes just so much sound When all that you held precious is Dismissed for someone new, The heart goes missing for a time There's nothing you can do Instead of heartbeats, there's an aching Constantly, inside; In lieu of courage, emptiness, Where once there was some pride They say the heart is broken, but There's madness in its place: I'd say the heart goes missing; Numbness Filling up The space
Exactly the way it is. Your words convey that you’ve been there. Very nice.
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Powerful poeming and gorgeous rhymes… love, loss and broken hearts
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I have so much feels for this.. I hope you read mine, I wanna hear what a writer like you would think of it
https://wordsarefullofletters.wordpress.com/2016/01/13/on-waving-the-white-flag/
well this is sad. Are you okay?
Yes, I actually wrote this about my daughter.
give her a hug.
Good advice. Done.