So many thoughts,
so many words,
come in one ear
leaving through
the other.
Never a word of kindness
and then today,
when my heart was in peace,
it delved into an abiss
of hurt,
of pain
of sheer rememberance.
I read, I read and read,
until I could read no more;
he'd taken my heart,
destroyed it.
Today that my heart was in peace,
I received and read his empty
letter.



This is a very creative poem.You did a great job.Sorry but you disobeyed the rules you were supposed to start your poem with either of these word "The gold open doors" OR "The empty love letter" But this poem is still a GREAT poem.




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