I didn't know,
that you were so good at digging.
And I've only realised that..
When you left me.
Left me with such big holes.
deeper than my sinful thoughts.
than my own demonic voice.
You dig and dig.
Up and down.
Down and up.
Down and down.
Until I couldn't see you,
anymore.
And after that,
I've only realised you left a hole.
A hole into my soul.
Into my heart.
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YOU ARE READING
My Own Kind Of Poetry
Poetrywords scrunched up in sentences that makes only sense to me. cause no one understands.
