Tragic Heart
I wait my days alone,
in chambers of dark endure.
I hold back my tears alone,
until blood shed from my eyes.
I hold back my voice,
await for mercy in time.
You put me here by choice,
now you watch me die.
You stole my heart and taint my mind;
you shown your love but not full.
My heart was not like yours of rind,
I was weak but now am more.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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