The Hurt

by Mark Miller © 12/21/2016

Void of heart's love,
Desolate doldrums above-

Mournful Melancholia,
Morose melody-

Severed goodbyes,
Time doleful cry's

Deject filled grief,
Subject denied relief 

Internal aches,
Death's depot awaits-

Complicit plot,
Sculpted lies a flock-

Head out west,
For blissful rest-

Forever in wait,
Flames heat passion
?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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April 25, 2018 at 2:25 PM
Hello Mark, yes it does hurt. But eventually the hurt feeling goes away.
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