Monday, February 27, 2017

Despair

In all those lonely nights as she lay awake thinking of what could have been...
There are still tears to be shed...the pillow a mute confidant
And somewhere amidst the silent sobs, she got her heart back...although but a shadow...
Hope, a relentless foe.
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