Bullets echo close to my heart
Reverberating a wave of trauma
It breaks my soul into a thousand shards
My love! I yearn for your breath
And, wish to keep it close--Lest
I lose you again,
Once more.
Your cold body drifts away
Far from the hapless shore
Far from my wretched hope
I once held so close
Your blood still stained my hand
No matter, how fast I ran--
Your ghost haunted my dreams, my reality
Warped it into a spectral entity.
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Deep Poetry
PoetryJust a collection of self-written poems to provoke your inner most philosophical thoughts. ✨Enjoy✨ Lots of love 💕
