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// stream of consciousness, prose. //
i must still love you without love
without hate and i see you sometimes
pretty smiles dolled up eyes but you're
lonely. all alone and i still love you pieces
of me left shattered they love you.
and that bitter pain the one that feels like you
sits inside my lungs and cries;
drowning saline solution the resin is my pain
sticks like tar touching everything.
carrying a secret agony, a broken heart.
something forever unhealed- a private place
with women in black who mourn, they wail and
mourn for what never was and never will be
reunited in flames
i'll push the boulder for awhile
Categories: Poetry
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