![]() ResponseA Poem by Pól
My bones; they ache
my heart; it bleeds my mind; a broken record of you ...you...you...you...you... My life; a blurred reminiscence of implausable improbabilities hideous cliches mountains to climb oceans to swim. I would have met each challenge; slayed every dragon to kindle that warmth we both felt and the love we feared yet craved. And this pain I cherish as all thats left of us. © 2014 PólReviews
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