contest Halcyon, Heartbroken, House words poetry
sponsor Constance La France
Sad, heartbroken, I feel tears on my face this face of Rue held in my hands wet palms audible sobs fill a forsaken space in my mind are the thoughts of empty arms no one hears the deep moans of my despair in a crumbled realm that has begun to fade to leave my emotions in disrepair from the cold sharp edge of my lover's blade thoughts of tomorrow are dreams of a fool that cry as my memories turn hollow and passion pours into a stagnant pool drop by drop to release all my sorrow a deep sadness comes from her cold goodbye my soul bathe in tears that fall from my eye
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