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GOD, DON'T TAKE HIM FROM ME
Being heartbroken is having perfectly good lungs that refuse to inhale.
It's having legs that are capable of walking, but would rather lay in bed all day.
It's having perfect vision, but your eyes are blurred from tears.
It's having a straight 'A' brain, only for it to tell you how much of an 'F' up you are.
It's your throat that once sang and told beautiful stories, now screaming into a pillow.
Being heartbroken is realizing he's gone and there is nothing you can do about it.
It's having legs that are capable of walking, but would rather lay in bed all day.
It's having perfect vision, but your eyes are blurred from tears.
It's having a straight 'A' brain, only for it to tell you how much of an 'F' up you are.
It's your throat that once sang and told beautiful stories, now screaming into a pillow.
Being heartbroken is realizing he's gone and there is nothing you can do about it.
Published 12th Jan 2018
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19th Jan 2018 4:38pm
8th Feb 2018 1:02am
You've painted a perfect masterpiece of heartbreak. You describe so vividly those feelings. Brava!
