There's shrapnel in old memories,
And wounding ways of little things
Are waiting for the killer song.
The one that sings of love gone wrong;
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Beautifully penned. This angst of love, its pangs, the bottomless abyss… exquisite. " The tongue and pen can conjure words But never really capture love." How true! Congratulations on POD. WELLDESERVED.
Well deserved POD : ) Absolutely love this! Congratulations!
2) Loved it. Five stars and added to MyFavourites. Take care