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Hiraeth Jun 2017
His heart slurred in its steady song
To see her hold another
Her dulcet lips
That used to be his
Were now pressed against another's
His thoughts screamed
His chest burned
Did he deserve this? Had this been earned?
"I suppose so," was all he said
His eyes steeled but his heart bled
It was all his fault,
He thought
But now, he'd learnt his lesson.
He would lock his heart away and let it be lost
And let it remain broken whatever the cost
Hiraeth Jun 2017
Take me where the sun shines so bright
The shadows are gone
But the light doesn't burn
Take me where the breeze is speckled with laughter
But not one chuckle is pretence
Take me where I can run without being chased,
Fly without falling
And sing without crying.
Take me.
Please.
It's Grey here.

— The End —