No Love Poem by Matthew Holloway

No Love



My imagination fails me
along with the memory
hope and heart wilt alike
through each passing day
the cost and count of it
being alone so often
no love nor friend
offers company in kind
tears swell but no not fall
tired eyes look out, broken
lost to all they once did see
the loss of which, lost a smile
now thoughts cannot conjure
that of which we all need

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Matthew Holloway

Matthew Holloway

Cheshire, England
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