your name
always pulls on my heartstrings
why does it still hurt so much
after all these time?
your face
a painful reminder of the hurt
you had inflicted on me
all those years ago
your voice
a painful squeeze to my heart
never fails to set off the waterworks
though I hardly cry.
you
are enough to bring back memories
of the pain, the hurt
from that betrayal
you
gave me all that pain
and it feels like
the pain will never end.
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Fragments of A Soul
Poetry'I'm no longer a whole; just fragments of a soul. My life is no longer red or yellow or blue; all that's left is a greyish hue. But, my soul will be whole once again and my life will be filled with sunshine and rain. Till then, words will be my esc...
