Break-up zone

by Lyn Aribaca   Jun 29, 2019


Dried petals on the floor
Ashes from burned photographs
Wet eyes and pillows
Glass of red wine on the lifeless hand

Saddest music played on
Words and melodies deep hurting
Tight air on the four cornered room
Stuck and still on this breakup zone

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