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Heart beat

A new chapter born

To grow forlorn 

Dead heat

Water drops torn 

Into streaks of mourn 

On cheeks where smiles once laid

Lips that played, soft tunes

Humming happy

Even time to time

I forget me 

If I’m to know I’m 


Can you hear me

I’m listening now

So just say how

You’ll say anything 

© The Sad Owl

Categories: poetry Prose

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The Sad Owl

I'm just here. Until I'm not.

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