if it ever did before
my heart pounds deserted doors
love doesn't live here anymore
packed its bags and moved away
no forwarding address, nothing to say
its been gone for a month of days
a black and white overexposed frame
my heart is breaking from deceit
all is different than it believed
need to figure a way to excrete
as it makes its slow retreat
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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