My dear, how you have lived,
with my breath clasped in hand
and your chest void of a heart
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Words of Midnights and Moonlit Murmurs
Poetryall my thoughts, bleeding into these pages, enjoy. a collection of poems by H.W. Elizabeth.
4. Dear Dear,
My dear, how you have lived,
with my breath clasped in hand
and your chest void of a heart
