nicola forbes Biography

Into the night the spirit stumbles
out of the ears the sound departs
into oblivion goes the being
teardrops of a broken heart.
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I was broken,
I tried so hard to fix myself
but the mends kept slipping
so I fixed them again.
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How many tears can bleed from one eye?
I cant seem to count them,
as hard as I try.
How many years will it take them to dry?
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Did you forget you loved me as you looked into her eyes?
Did your heart not feel me dying as you felt so alive?

Could my soul not lure you as you kissed her sweet red lips?
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