Poetry

And, I always knew, the heart,

vast beyond measure, could

still love, even whilst broken,

but this, this shattering of pieces

carried on the breeze, was more

than even i could believe, yet,

the heart still beats strong, a

reminder to carry on, and to

never stop falling...

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and i never knew, the depth in which my heart grew,

until it stopped- loving you...

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Poetry

The flies still buzz
Though nothing remains

Where the lizards lie

Beneath the mango tree

And I'm not sure, 

what it all means

This maddening bliss

torn apart at the seams 

This reflection of woe

In letting go

Yet, isn't it happy

And a bit sad too

The realization,

we're all but a memory-

Of a forgotten truth