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she had passed away hours before
her touch on his skin would be no more
eyes now shut, breathing seized
somber tears and his silent pleas
fill the room they called their home,
he picked up his quill for one last poemthe remaining blood in his heart
used as ink to spill his art,
i loved you every single day, he wrote
i’ll continue even after severing my hopehe blew the candle out,
spent his last hours in the dark
waiting for his blood to run dry,
so he could be with his lover once more and die
These Tears Burn Like Hell
By Jean Roy
The secret wishes of my heart, left me blind.
Heart beats crippled with the hunger only love scars could leave behind.
Eternal suffrages of my love organs poisoned impurities.
Sweet sands of sorrow, mumble of denial and insecurity
Everlasting love, only…