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lord
i can
feel it
in the air
the breath of
a simple prayer
it
touches me
everywhere
and
all
i need
is a touch of you
for
all the things
that
you do
let me breathe
the
breath of
a simple prayer
I don't miss you. Not at all not even a little bit
I'm not heartbroken. Far from it to be exact.
What I miss is the feeling of being wanted.
I guess I couldn't keep it going
You finally saw the light. I couldn't keep ******* you over. ******* for taking it away.
But most of all **** me for not giving a ****
It kills when you lose someone who meant the world to you even though you meant nothing to them but then again the fact that they let you go so easily says a lot.
Maybe you’re better off without them, maybe it’s a sign.
My heart was a solitary hawk,
Brave but lonely it used to stay,
It flew high in sunny sky of May,
Hopeful it'd only have hovered,
Dream was damaged but alive.
The company it got was voiceless.
But yes, it was still alive.

Then I met you,
Together we flew,
Love then grew.

I met the truth,
When I met you,
Yes, I love you.
The hawk's solitary nature was then overcome with solidarity.
My HP Poem #691
©Atul Kaushal
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