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My Heart Was Ripped Out

My heart was ripped out Was ripped out of my chest Leaving a hole A bottomless hole A black hole Deeper than the great abyss Wider then space itself Where temperatures are so cold Where thermometers cease to register Where no sound emanates Thought is impossible And there's no ability to feel Even if touch were possible Things would just crumble as you tried And vanish never to be seen again A place where life ceases to exist And no hope is possible My heart is gone Gone from my chest Not sure if I will ever Find it again

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Constance La France

Date: 4/14/2019 3:06:00 PM

Woody, this is a great free verse, full of agony and pain, of lost love, wonderfully penned, well done ~

Woody Francescone
Date: 4/14/2019 4:06:00 PM

I have to respond as I responded to someone else... "Unfortunately it was just a portrayal of the emotions I saw someone else experiencing, I can't take credit... But Ty"

Line Gauthier

Date: 4/14/2019 2:41:00 PM

A poignant write, Woody. Well done.

Woody Francescone
Date: 4/14/2019 4:05:00 PM

I have to respond as I responded to someone else... "Unfortunately it was just a portrayal of the emotions I saw someone else experiencing, I can't take credit... But Ty"

David Mchattie

Date: 4/14/2019 1:55:00 PM

As they say, better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all. The only consolation for this poor person is that we've all been there. Stay frosty my friend.

Woody Francescone
Date: 4/14/2019 2:01:00 PM

Agreed, it's all to which builds the character... TY