Stolen from my heart
Left to decay
In the midst of rubble
Smashed
Ruined
Just the other day.
Will I get it back?
Will I feel
Love
Another time?
Another day?
My heart doesn’t know
She beats
She hopes
She prays.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
Stolen from my heart
A sense of love
Forgot
Got away.
Burdened with such
Array of emotions
Can’t hold back
Hold at bay.
Smouldering anger
Burning things precious
Held dear
Stolen, forgotten
Got away.
~ Patrice
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