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The well
You took my heart,
And walked away.
And I wish like water,
Drawn from a well,
You took the memories we had.
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Like a crystal ball,
I'm hooked on like a drug,
Desperate to find where I went wrong,
So this ache can stop.
But I can never empty that well.
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The Stars in my Hands
PoetryThe stars in my hands: is a poetic prose work capturing each star in 3 short poems. Alexander Lorien
