There are days
it hurts so bad
phantom pain shooting up
severed nerves
there are days
everything is wrong
i am out of tears
so instead i scream
and when i scream
i convey the words
my mind cannot
it says:
your absence
aches, like a lost limb
or perhaps
a lost heart.
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Author:
sophin (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 11th, 2022 22:19
- Category: Love
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Comments2
Powerful words. Relationships are the limbs of our souls. Nicely done!
Love sure is a broken heart in the making, then we go and do it again.
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