Unbroken

I remember the winter
the snow falling with no care.
A heart, that used to beat there.
i sang a song you would only know, because i cant speak it.
I've been through all kinds of money and lust, yet what hurts is i dont feel us.
I crave the fire and the sparks that held us a bond,
broken shackles, broken knots.
do you see me? .. or do you not?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Krutsinger Avatar
April 26, 2019 at 5:54 AM
"what hurts is I don't feel us". - This alone was a poem.
Riabi Dziri Avatar
April 24, 2019 at 4:02 PM
You are baring your heart to words.. and dipping your soul into poetry.. a lovely read! Keep inking.. my deepest regards and blessings.
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