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Jan 2017
You are the one I'm talking about,
   When my words aren't there anymore.
Where the memories are bound to my heart,
   You gave my heart reasons to live.

My dear friend, I am only a skeleton,
   Stripped to bones by life's winds.
If you could feel my emptiness, death,
   So long ago, I was alive with you.

The raindrops fall in this desert,
   How I fell for you.
Reminders, remains, tell me all your secrets,
   Where is your heart, love?

The force behind my words, the reasons I write,
   Every letter a drop of our blood.
Sand falls out my mouth, you move on,
   *But did you know you were the one?
I have no heart left anymore. Just a bruised piece of flesh...        https://youtu.be/QUfs1R864Xk
Jack Jenkins
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Jack Jenkins  28/M/Washington State
(28/M/Washington State)   
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