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Rated: E · Poetry · Dark · #1797622

looking at the attic of my memory

                  Abandoned

Silent and abandoned
The pool of blood lies
In the darkened corner of my soul
The steady drip has ceased
And
My once viable heart
Hangs silent of all life
I stare at it in amazement
I don’t quite know what has happened
Then
From somewhere behind me
I hear your laughter





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