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A hopeless heart

I stare
at that sky
bright and clear .
trying to hold
back my tears.
While my mind
flees
into the futures
Flames of fear .
Where
deep down
there lies
a hopeless heart
bashed to broken.
Desperately trying
to put its pieces
of perfection
back into place .

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Region, Country: Virginia, USA

Favorite Poets: Edgar Allan Poe homer Dante Alighieri Oscar Wilde , William Wordsworth

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Geezer

Geezer

3 years 10 months ago

Perfection is...

an illusion that never is achieved. Broken hearts heal imperfectly, and I grieve for thee. You have written a haunting poem that
tries hard to glue the psyche back together. ~ Geez.
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