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Heart Shaped

Heart Shaped

Heart shaped
Coffer caressed
Sanctified with
Angst confessed.
Aplenty times
I've oft spoke
To mahogany
Grains I stroke
There endures
Reminiscence past,
Β Promises bound
To last.
Until death
Do us part,
Engraved on
Bereft heart.
Sometimes it's
Grief that’ll hold,
Treasures more
Priceless than gold.
Aches that burn
Deeper than pain,
When, only
Ashes remain.
Β 

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Syd

Hi Lisa,
Your poem conveys the missing of a loved one very well. I can very much relate to this piece. The end is very well written.

Aches that burn
Deeper than pain,
When, only
Ashes remain.

Take careΒ  - Syd xoΒ 

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John Loopstra

This is strong stuff, indeed. I try to avoid falling into the pit, but the resolve is none too strong. Grief for my vanished twin sits just as deep in my soul as written by you, so deep I will fall easily. Yet my wife keeps me on my feet. I balance the hurt with love, but this poem touches the event horizon and I thank thee for it lest I would forget. Keep writing, you reach out in eays unimaginableΒ 
Bless youΒ 

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Marion

I love this Lisa...grief is a constant companion of mine...well expressed x

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Paul

Such a fascinating read.Β 

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