30/30 Day 15-Dystopian Heart

There is a diagram

Of a toxic


Deprivation of love

Leaves the heart

Rotting in its birdcage

And without a song

The oppression

Of a soul clanks, rattles

The windpipes of your throat

That is what grief is

Windchimes of sadness

Signals to a barren

Sullen fingertips

Write over and over again

How much love 

Fed, nurtured

But now, you are only hungry

Thirst for a touch

That is only a ghost

A world after you had something

Some so grand

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