heartbreak II

oh, my endless
        hope
    my stubborn
misguidance
          light of swords
       swishing past
slashing words,
     and time,
            and moments
 into a too long
 way
    too frequent
      heart
        ache

nobody’s
  worth,
    longing for something–
longing for someone–
  that’s always,
      in black,
          in the dark
   forever silent,
ever
       mourning
                     the past.
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