heartache reminds me of an old friend
wrapping his arms around my trembling shoulders
silently accepting my sobs and wiping my tears
even if i have no one, i have sorrow in my bed
to keep me warm on the coldest nights
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The Pursuit Of • A Poetry Collection
Poetryall my life all my trials pains and heartaches and my goals joys and accomplishments came through a pursuit whether my outcome good or bad the journey is what morphed me into me ••••• started :: October 22 , 2019 completed :: 2020
