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...Fractures
By SolApathy
I drift upon the ebbs of our once fierce
love
Now an empty echo of what once was
If only I was shattered, it would be easy to see
I hide this huge crack that runs the breadth of me
I turn as you approach
A causal reproach
Into the shadows as I can’t let you see
Losing you has broken
…Me
-Why is it that sometimes the shortest poems have the most heartfelt momentum...
Now an empty echo of what once was
If only I was shattered, it would be easy to see
I hide this huge crack that runs the breadth of me
I turn as you approach
A causal reproach
Into the shadows as I can’t let you see
Losing you has broken
…Me
-Why is it that sometimes the shortest poems have the most heartfelt momentum...
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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Monday, October 9, 2017.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
...I whisper words I can no longer feel...Words that long ago had the power to heal...Comments on "...Fractures"
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On Sunday, September 1, 2019, Cattarax
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wrote:
Thank you!! ~*Cat*~
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On Tuesday, October 10, 2017, worm
(1149) wrote:
"faves!" 'nuff said... ~worm~
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On Tuesday, October 10, 2017, worm
(1149) wrote:
someone needs to fix the "rating" button... 10/10
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On Monday, October 9, 2017, Mute Serenade
(389) wrote:
I agree, sometimes the shortest are the most hard hitting. Fantastic as always, I love the constant intensity of your words... Nothing from you ever feels the slightest bit pedestrian, it all packs a punch.
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