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HEARTLESS

HEARTLESS

When did your heart
lose its beat for me
why did your embraces
grow cold and meaningless
what took away the forever
in your eyes.
When did you stop
looking at me.

I sink each day into an oblivion
without you
You were my breath
the maker of my dreams
my resurrection.
Now, you are my death
and your indifference
is my crucifixion.

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Comments

Well it's a sad, sad poem a true heartache, you can feel the pain as you read.. Well written. Regards Roscoe...

Roscoe Llane,

Religion will rip your faith off, and return
for the mask of disbelief that's left.

This just drips pain and agony I cant think of anything to offer in the way off suggestions its a sadly moving and delicately beautiful in its darkness

with love your Jayne xxx

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