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May 2016
“It’s over”
A painful thought... hearts shattered over an abrupt end,
Maybe just one, maybe both.
“It can’t stop”
Depression falls like darkness over a perfect day,
Everything feels hopeless.
“It can still work”
To mask the sadness the mind looks for an excuse,
To mend a fractured heart.
“It can’t return”
The heart’s not truly broken, but this specific bridge is,
Things will never be the same.
“It’s over”
A fluctuating mind and heart finally has come to conclusion,
*Were we ever truly in love?
K Coleman
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K Coleman  York,PA
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