Picture and Image Source: True Love never dies
While, in my view, nothing in life is ever as simple as the text above concludes, the heart, in immense despair, still tends to agree with the claim.
heart slows its beat
bloodrush in the head
at every grasp of the loss
asleep, awake,
or in a dreaming state
ears, deafened to sounds
eyes, blinded to colors
trembling voice in constant tears
thirst, hunger serves only to numb
elation departs
to leave behind
a fatal craving
to carry on and on
death comes
yet, not to kill
condemns to life
that undying void inside
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