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When the going gets tough
I've bled my last – give a fuck!
Forgotten - what feeling felt like;
No heart strings left - to cut
Now there's only fade - to numb...
Drained vessels spill
Drained vessels spill nothing, emptied of what once surged fiercely. The echo of care fades into the distance, and in the hollow, only quiet lingers.
The edges dull as the pulse slows. Here, numbness is a quiet usurper, and the weight of feeling dissipates like smoke into still, unyielding air.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
galateus, arkayye, arqios,arquious, crypticbard, excalibard, wordweaver
Wow what a beautiful and
Wow what a beautiful and talented response laid perfectly poetically with resounding profundity! Many thanks blessings ss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."