THE IMAGE
Giving the photograph a deep intensive stare
The beauty of twilight was decending on the deep blue sea
The image I held made me teary and emotional
Seeking what can't be
Tears fell down to my cheek
The cold feeling of lost and angry overwhelmed me
The long deep gaze at the image suddenly turned to rage
The pains of loss and demise of happiness
Left alone in this space
Sulking at my misfortune
I tore the photo as my heart bled profusely
A sad memory made my heart it's home
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