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Em
Poems
Jul 2021
Slow burn
Without ever knowing,
In the quiet of the night,
The missing piece you stole from me,
Came back within my sight.
The edges have been frayed,
The strings can no longer attach,
My heart healed itself slowly,
The piece is no longer a match.
Our end came like a slow burn,
Chomping at the bit,
Your indifference to me moved mountains,
A wound that continued to split.
The soul that once made me feel so alive,
Who put the stars back in my eyes,
Took something I canβt get back,
Hung my heart out to dry.
Written by
Em
F/Great White North.
(F/Great White North.)
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