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dear heart
you fought so hard
and for so long
but silent is the song
that hangs from your lips
and fragments of memory
slip quietly out of the room
where you left me
holding your hand
as the shadows grew long
mmikee Sep 2015
Dear heart,
how could thou hold still all tis while?
how could thou beat all forms of throbbing and hurting?
how could thou hold?
how could thou?

I am unworthy of thy service
I am unworthy of thy trust
I am unworthy of anything
for I fall and I break
I never learned

I am fragile
I am stubborn
I am weak,
and that is trouble

If I were thou and you were I
I should be in trouble
for you know the mind and will are sometimes lost
Oh dear heart,
how will I ever repay you?
I finished a bunch of Catherine Cookson's novels! she's quite a brilliance! I have never heard of her until today! Although her novels are quite a roller coaster ride there's plenty to learn! Are there any other writers I haven't known? Ohhh life is too short and there's a great deal of novels I haven't read. Any suggestions?

this poem is inspired from the emotions spurred by Catherine Cookson's novels and of course my fellow Law student crush.

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