Who said that distance makes the heart grow fonder? Just seems to make it suffer to me.
You are too far away.
Empty coffee cups
Dishes to wash
You're too far away
My heart bleeding and lost
Seconds like hours
Days wilting like flowers
Alone in my memories
Just counting the cost
How can I fill
This dark empty void
When today like tomorrow
Is already destroyed
Leaving nothing but edges
Jagged and torn
Like an old celluloid film
Dreams burnt out before dawn.
Poetry by Rik
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Written on 2015-02-01 at 01:52
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