Lost Love

May 1, 2011
By , Brooklyn, NY
Life without you is not life

It's a living death

My heart is broken

My soul has left me

In your leaving you take pieces of me

Little by little i slip into madness

Thoughts are a mess

Words fall to the empty air

These eyes give me images of happiness

A happiness i cannot obtain

These hands are only good for banging on walls

Punching mirrors

And writing emotions

This body is now a hollow shell

Where a heart barely beats






End of this story

But every end is a new beginning

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