heart – The Midnight Writer

Give up the Ghost

lungs freeze inside
a heavy heart and
voiceless fear
beneath embers of
declining dreams
unsung and hardly
possible.

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you might get lost
following your heart.

the sun plays tricks
and maps were never drawn
to scale with shadows
or the wind.

voices of the
forest reminiscent
of last kiss by
pearl jam.

music hollows
out an empty
heart and plays
its strings.

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