Still Poem by mark jarrad
Still
Be still my beating heart..for she does not love you
Her lies were hateful tokens to buy you sufferring
Be still my beating heart..for she does not cast reflection
Nor shield you with her warm embrace..from winters icy hands
She has given to another..all the good she ever was
And left an empty hollow.. where beauty lay
In place of someone that was loved....still.
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