บท 23: Dear heart
when will i learn that my heart is a delicate piece of art work . Crafted by the finest of artists
yet even after knowing how fragile it is .
i give it away to others
this point i repeated over and over again
well now i stand alone
in the land of lost souls , that nobody can remember
i stand over your resting place
roses in one hand and a knife in the other
its the same blade that cut so deep
every time it was pushed deeper into my chest
look at me now
no tears falling , no painful screams
wanting to rip out from my throat
nothing
but silence fills the graveyard
no one comes nor goes
from the gates that wait
for loved ones to ease the sadness
in the souls eyes
i kneel down and sob
as i will never see you ever
again
now in my chest a hole
was left
by you whose place
it will always remain
dear heart this is my last Goodbye
to an old friend that has now faded with
time
~A.
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