Voice of the Heart
Let the heart speak it’s words,
just listen to it’s voice,
no need to converse.
The heart uttered, I'm broken,
in pain,
thirsty, aching with yearn.
The words bathed me in anguish,
then drowned me,
consumed me.
Another time to die yet again.
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Bee Cee | Year Posted 2017
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