Poem -

That heart is mine.

I've been sleeping alone
within an empty bed

Walking around hollow
All thoughts have left my head

My heart it moved out long ago
I'm barely holding it together

Hoping no one will notice
I'd just blame it on the weather

it's raining everyday
I've ran dry of tears anyway

Just hoping no one will see
The emptiness you left with me

I fill the daylight hours
with cheap smiles and promises

while longing for the black of night
it's the only place I can hold you tight

they are my dreams to catch
my dreams to hold

without you I am cold

I know I have no right to call your name
after all that is said and done

but you've left my bound and broken
every battle fought but not one
I have overcome

Maybe they were wrong
and serendipity has no reason

To build a dream and destroy it
my heart it bleeds in treason

I am lost in your last reference
To be a page of absent value

yet I would burn in the hottest
of all hell's flames
just to find the words to tell you

that every moment without you
feels like a small infinity
I fear we are out of time

loving you in absolute emptiness
all words have left my mind

living every day in solitary
loving you still is my crime

if you ever read this
bring back that heart it's mine.

nardine Sanderson 23/08/2015

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Lucas Lazar

After making a reflection of the effects and causes of pain, Susan Hill was surprising my knowledge about the suffering and pain, is not to do so, is there anyone in this world who does not know the physical and emotional pain? Only a deranged mind confuses the pleasure with the pain, the pain unfortunately is part of human nature. So a little with the poem by Nardine, who has not written a letter with forwards, without destination and doubting if the person which addressed to read it one day? It is not that I understand everything but love sick or ungrateful is packed with history.

Nardine says:

 “Amarte es el vacío más absoluto, palabras alojadas en mi mente pero viviendo cada día en soledad. Amarte es mi delito y si alguna vez lees estas notas tienes que saber que todo lo que esconde tu corazón es mío”

These small translations "in quotes" serve two functions, promote to its authors and to open and close any of my writings, my upcoming release, "Love and rockets" begins and ends with two quotations from Nardine that fit like a glove story.

A greeting.

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Nardine Sanderson

Dear VVLL, I would appreciate your asking for permission First before using any of my writing, thank you, it's common courtesy and consideration
, your poetry friend, nardine xox

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Lucas Lazar

Hello Nardine, when I use a piece of any poem to open or close any of my writings always I write the name of the author and give for granted approval, sometimes success and others not. There are quotations and verses of deceased poets I can hardly ask permission to the author to use his work, but from now on whenever you use a verse you to ask permission, if any other author of COSMOFUNNEL feel aggrieved to find a translation of your opening or closing any of my writings which communicated it by private. In the current regulations on intellectual property it is not a crime to transcribe foreign work provided there is no profit or is cite the author's name.

However out of respect for Nardine decision in my next writing sustituiré Nardine verses of another author, in COSMOFUNNEL there is where to choose.

A greeting.

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