Today I felt as if I would speak the words that my heart dreaded to speak as they fell flat around my throat; killing the idea of my heart longing for a man I once loved; I no longer am in love with this sad man. He kissed me and I once felt the need to pull him into the heart he helped break; no longer felt the need to pull him back into our once shared soul. He once left me feeling empty as the end of a black hole. This man helped me cope with the death of my relationships, he left my heart the way he found it;begging for the longing of a person who could feed my needs of my lying heart.
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PoetryHello, I don't write to inform you or to show you my life story. I write to show that you can move on from the past and let go. The only way you can move on it is to forgive yourself and the people who have hurt your soul. I write for the damaged, t...
