Absence [Poem] by Mourne

Is it possible for a heart to break,
that never had love's touch awake?

To finally have too much to bear,
from years and years of waiting wear?

And shall we mourn the walking dead,
who killed his heart but kept his head?

Absence [Poem]

Mourne

February 25, 2016 at 09:36:50 UTC

Unfortunately, hot sauce does not love you back, if you get what I'm saying...

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Reksanden on February 25, 2016 at 11:05:34 UTC

Now what line of thoughts would have brought such a downer poem from you, Mr Mourne?
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Tonin on February 25, 2016 at 19:54:51 UTC

The problem with hearts is they won't stay dead, no matter how hard you kill them. Nicely writ poem here. :3
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  Mourne on February 25, 2016 at 23:22:49 UTC
  
  As I uploaded it I had a paranoid moment in which I wondered whether or not you had already done that last rhyme.
  
  Which I guess means it's my favorite of the three. ;)
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    Tonin on February 26, 2016 at 00:23:11 UTC
    
    You made me curious, so I checked, and I have never once rhymed head and dead together. The glory is yours, all yours! ;3