When It Breaks

Silence as it shatters

loves eulogy 

pulsing with the ache

a tomb to the unknown

Here lies your promises

Here lies your someday

I smell the decay .

Dreams die daily

nothing unusual

nothing special

nothing tangible 

just regret.

 

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