He's always there
A ghost
An absent pain
I see him when he goes away
Like smoke
From a cigarette
Invincible
Like the ocean's waves
Infinite
Like stars out there
He never leaves
He never stays
Like the humming a thousand birds
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Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken
PoetryMy poetry dwells in the infinite sadness of the broken and the heartless.
He's always there
He's always there
A ghost
An absent pain
I see him when he goes away
Like smoke
From a cigarette
Invincible
Like the ocean's waves
Infinite
Like stars out there
He never leaves
He never stays
Like the humming a thousand birds