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Nov 2015
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I am left with nothing
but a tiny heart
to hold in my mind
Taking small bites
to sustain life
But it won’t last forever
and neither will I

Collections amounted to
merely words
lost in the ether,
shrouded by shadows
What was once full
is now empty,
meanings forgotten

Yes it was difficult,
your feelings surged
peaked, erupted
and then fizzled
in an exhausted flame
And no matter how hard I blew,
the embers still faded

My expectations were too much,
happiness ran elusive
Now memories weep
as tomorrows become
an unwelcome date
and yesterdays
a hollow rain  

It’s funny when you find it,
it touches you, it feels so good,
like nothing you have
ever felt before
And then you lose it, it hurts so bad,
like nothing you have
ever felt before

When all you end up with  
is a tiny heart, one last smile,
one final moment of joy
Till it stops beating
and the nothing you are left with
becomes the nothing that you are,
the nothing you always will be
Chris
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Chris
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