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Jul 2020
Nameless

I look to the crack on my ceiling

And the paint flaking of from my wall

The crack represents my broken heart

The flaking paint, as my emotions fall



My floor is carpeted with littered poetry

Strewn around, like cast off clutter

Pointless visions,of a myriad thoughts

Exposed emotions, as heartstrings flutter



My heart and love remain uncherished

As desirable, as an empty soul

Isolation, has become my destiny

As my heart will never be whole



A loving embrace, is something to cherish

And a tender kiss, to ignite a flame

It appears i'm to be left with my memories

When true love, once had a name
Written by
Jemia de Blondeville  63/Transgender Female/hastings
(63/Transgender Female/hastings)   
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   Imran Islam
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