Poem 29

The eternal struggle for what could have been
My heart aches, my heart breaks
Longing for a win.

I crave what is lost and
Loathe what is found
This charred body
Collapsed to the ground.

Touching the earth to feel closer to you
My palm against your palm, I wish it were true
I’d hold you forever if I could hold you once
My heart aches, my heart breaks
God give me that chance.

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