My heart feels like a raging fire
that has been extinguished,
without warning.
I can almost feel
The burning spray,
Of white foam
Wiping me out
Of feelings,
Of hope,
Of happiness,
Leaving behind
Only foggy remnants
Of brighter days.
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A bullet,
roaring through the roaring heart
which roar the greater
which shall win..
The bullet for the moment,
But the heart for an eternity.
(Romantic, yes, but here's the twist.. A bullet comes almost every other moment..)
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