You slipped in unnoticed,
Through a tiny crack –
in the walls I’d so carefully kept.
Took up your space,
In a heart unbroken –
Unphased by its limitations.
Then left chaos in your wake,
as you tore down those walls,
and left behind a gaping void –
in a heart now framed in jagged edges.
But I can’t rebuild walls no longer there,
Because you took the pieces with you.
Dissappeared into the darkest of nights
and left me alone in my shattered castle.
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Love this!
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Every word you write is a rebuild…
and those who have stormed your castle will not see the bridges and towers and treehouses and cathedrals and ships and starships that your words can build.
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A beautiful post . Wonderful expression . You create beautiful word pictures which are amazing .
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Beautiful! πππ»
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great poetry!!β€οΈ
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Awesome ! I can’t write this kind of poetry π. Maybe not enough heartbreak, who knows.
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“But I canβt rebuild walls no longer there,
Because you took the pieces with you.” Deeply earnest words, Zoe. π€π€
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Painfully recognizable
Heartfelt
Beauty
Stay strong! π
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Beautiful!
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That pain… π
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