Scrap Book #poetry

Pasting my life on paper pages
Flashes of all that we were invade my mind
Was it all that happy?
Was it all the way I remember?
Was it the start of the end
When you kept breaking my heart
Over and over again?

Well it doesn’t matter now, baby
It’s just a distant ache these days
My heart doesn’t break anymore

These waves of grey
Lap over me
Threaten to consume me
There is no sunshine to chase them away

But my heart doesn’t break anymore
The grey waves lap over an empty shore
Bereft of any feeling
My heart doesn’t break anymore


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