Glass being shattered into
a thousand pieces,
where is my heart?
A sledgehammer crushing
for I can not breathe.
The kind of love we had
there were no bounds,
ripping it away with your
own hands.
Selfish demise you orchestrated
as you ripped my heart
right out of my chest.
Anesthesia induced numbness,
thoughts swirling through my head
like tornado's,
as I rip coal like strands causing
some kind of feeling even if
only pain.
Author notes
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Background Credits ... B Chandler
A contest entry
- What Is She Thinking? (Pic Inspired) by Asylaarix.
425 points, ended March 8, 2008, 24 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Another Excellent take on the prompt with beautiful flowing verses---Congratulations on the Bronze!!
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touching
congrats on you well deserved trophy i like the take you used on this promt, i like the emotions that you tied into this picture, keep writing, -Amy
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Wonderful write. I felt all you said. That takes talent. Congratulations on winning the Bronze trophy.
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Wow ... now this was brilliantly penned ... so powerful with your words ... so ... perfect with perfection ... thank you so much for your great entry ... and good luck in the contest ...
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