To lay still forever is the desire
Until the soil takes the body is the desire
To sleep forever not withdrawn by dreams is the desire...
Did life starve my soul for a little too long?
For it is almost wrecked. "Almost".
world still the same...
Grief Pleasure Love Death Decay.
If you ever wonder, why the earth seems to weigh a little less...
It is so because my heavy heart has now ceased to exist.
life is a circle
endless indeed
I wonder what my atoms form in the future time
well, anything without a heart would suffice.
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Author:
kwrites (
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- Category: Sad
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Comments1
The heart is a heavy penalty to pay for its benefits. Lovely thoughts expressed in this piece. Thought provoking.
thank you so much for your read. glad you liked it !
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