All I could do
was watch the world crumble
around me,
as I crumbled along
with it too.
All I could do
was to sob into the abyss
the day you told me,
the world might part me from you.
~L.Y
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Bleeding Poetry
PoetryOur hearts bleed poetry when we fail to speak. So we bleed our emotions on to paper, in the form of words. Our deepest emotions spilled out on a single page and for a moment all we do is feel.
