Ache is all I feel,
My poor abused heart,
Ache seems to fill it.
Ache runs though my heart,
Like a wild heard of horses.
It's screams are all I hear,
In the stillness of the night.
Sleepless night after night,
Ache all I can think about.
" the more you whine the harder it will be." She says, but she doesn't understand this ache.
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My Poems!
PoetryPlz no copying or stealing my ideas and just gonna say it now everything I post under this tilte is very deep and has a part of me. Some are sweet and light hearted others are Very deep!!!
