Richter
when love starts to rattle and shake
there is really no safe place
then your heart splits down the center
a deep, bleeding crevice rendered
pieces left all over the place
tears of sorrow on my face
a quake of horrific magnitude
rocking all that's left of you
love built on a fault-line
can not stand the test of time
7.0 on the Richter
reduced to ash and cinder
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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