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Soulmates....do not end
Breathless wordless
Cold

That is how he left me

He was my mountain
But I am alone in the river again

My thoughts beating against the rocks of my mind

My hearts painful wailing against my ribcage

A last hug goodbye

The aching scream of silence

Raging storms of knowing

Why do i test myself thus
Why must I always dip a toe N the water
N believe such sweet tongues

Words are evreything
Words n emotions
N now I trust neither

Snakes twisting about
Ready to strike

Passion is a sea I am drowning in
I am dying in it
Choking n spitting out parts of myself
That should remain against the cool dark bottom

I gave you my breath

You were my sun...my shield...my protection


Or so you said
While holding me under.
what does not give enough,
has no return value,
n I worthless......

locked in prisons of my own making,
arms crossed,
I defy my love.....

I do not sing....
I do not write....
I sit n rot with the other fruits
collecting flys.....

sometimes,,,,,,
I feel myself....
reaching........
searching......
finding ............
holding............
n keeping............

things that would be better released......
thinking
that which does not give....
has no return value......

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