my heart
coffee in hand,
cigarette in other
i thought perhaps
my thoughts i'd smother
today,
tomorrow
forever and ever
i hate
having
to wear a sweater
when all
i want
is for it
to rain
to take
away
my mourning pain
and also my morning pain
the waking,
the aching
of my heart
you
oh you
tore me apart
and now
i weep
as it turns fall
you were my life
my world,
my all
i fall
to pieces
broken
apart
never
again
will i give
my heart
let me know what u think. if it's good, bad, flows, etc....
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Great poem!

