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Monday, April 27, 2026

Bereft

 


It's hard to breathe with half a heart

The pain alone can kill 

What starts with tearing asunder

Results in agony and woe distilled


Half my heart resides elsewhere

You've taken it away

The pair of us are both bereft

But close to me you will not stay


Until you return to me, my love

I sit and wait and sigh

Above all that I pray that you

Return to me before I die