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    Chances of a Broken Heart (Revision 3-Final)

    My heart has grown cold from a bitter love that aches even after numbness

    I lost the love of my life

    When it was over he walked away so effortlessly that I cried twice as hard

    My feelings three times as strong

    My heart deathly hammered hisses like the seething sea

    Swaying from side to side

    I am frayed like the fretted edges of my mother’s vintage skirt

    I am but one tear and pull away from becoming a spool of unraveled thread by my lover’s feet

    But I was willing to be worn over and over for you

    Oh how I loved you,

    And love you,

    And leave you and need you,

    See you, and keep you,

    And breathe you,

    Volatile visions play again and again

    Please send somebody my way to stop the ringing

    All of this beating,

    And banging,

    And cracking,

    And popping,

    And the grinding,

    Depletes my soul from the noises of grief

    If such a mourning ever had a sound,

    It would echo like my tears,

    Sound like my hurt, my ache, my pain,

    Sound like some agony that beckons my heart form the grave

    There is no love to laugh away the hours

    My life is only a mirage of flashes,

    Remembering the days when my love for you was enough

    This love,

    This passion,

    Your yearning,

    My fire,

    Has all come undone

    I thought that I’d be yours until time grew tired.

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    JonTalbain commented on chances of a broken heart revision 3


    Oh my, the pain and grief of love! It weaves the tale constantly, ever shifting like the sea, and here you have told the story far better than I have I seen in a long time. I look forward to more.

    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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