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Jan Jao Feb 2016
Naive of me
To think
At last
I'm alone
No longer

Oh but alas
Instead,
I feel
More alone
Than before
Jan Jao Feb 2016
It sinks,
Trembles, and
Throbs

The heart is a true power
Repeatedly strained,
Shattered, and
Disregarded

Can it take much more?
Jan Jao Feb 2016
I tremble
As the sun sets
For the soul
That is lost
In the sorrows
Of the heart
Jan Jao Feb 2016
Broken that's left
Of a soul that wept
Lifeless and sore
For its heart is no more

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