It is hard to get up in the morning
Without you
But I just get used to it
It is hard to peel my eyes when I blink
Knowing you're not here
But it is easy to pretend
You're here in this dead end
Where deep seas separate us
And our eyes blinded with dust
It is easy to pretend
We are one together
Which makes me feel better
And I know that this isn't the end
I started to get over it
It is just a slit
In my heart
And a pit
In my stomach
Promise me that you won't
Leave me dying
In the cold hard ground
And just pretend I am with you
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Therapy [poetry collection]
Poetrythis is therapy for the broken heart the broken soul the love the bondage and the story of life Ranked #82 in poetry😁😆
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