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[greydaysformisguidedways]

Letter to an Ex

To my Ex,

My heart hath no beat, Like that of a drum. It hath no ryhthm, nor song, Tis comfortably numb.

Heart’s strings, Hands manipulated. And loving words, Tongue had mutilated.

Yet time heals wounds, And leaves only scar. A lesson learned, A memory I placed far.

And an old note, Tucked under bed, Left only guilt, From the words, I had read.

Years later, I finally say. That I am sorry, Forgive me, one day.

-Lengrand