She - Poem by nicola burkett
Raindrops falling down the window pain,
tears rolling down her cheek.
The pain caused by breathing,
she can no longer speak.
Turns out the lights, un-hooks the phone.
No interuptions, she needs to be alone.
A love torn apart by lie after lie.
Her beautiful soul has witherd and died.
No longer herself, shes not there anymore
Alone in the dark she cries on the floor.
Shes been there for hours, too weak to move.
Beaten by love, she has nothing to loose.
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