About the Poem
A poem about my ex- girlfriend, whose actions still haunt my thoughts. This started out as a magnetic poetry poem, but I didn't have enough words, so I just finished it on paper.
Ode To The Source Of My Pain |
| by Michael Howland |
| a love like this dark . . . and . . . secret only dying, never growing winter of my death. blossoming tendrils crack the glass; and crystal tear shatters obituary of my heart. she is . . . mind achingly beautiful heartbreakingly cruel why . . . ? |
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