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6th Jun 2017 6:32pm
6th Jun 2017 6:37pm
" Nothing compares .... nothing compares to you ..."
I feel the vacant chair, Je.
xo
I feel the vacant chair, Je.
xo
6th Jun 2017 8:27pm
A lost love burns deep, seconds, minutes, days, weeks...time doesn't matter when a heart weeps.
Anonymous
- Edited 6th Jun 2017 10:30pm
6th Jun 2017 10:29pm
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what a paradox..i can't breathe
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what a paradox..i can't breathe
6th Jun 2017 11:43pm
Although short and simple, your poem manages to express your intense longing for a lost love...
7th Jun 2017 7:04pm
but who's counting? right? I would have been tempted to use that as a last line - I prefer your ending it carries more power :-)
