if it was
impossible
why do i
painstakingly
gather up
the dust
of my once
glittering
soul from
the earth
upon which
you tread
as you
crush
each
shard
of
every
splinter
of
my broken heart
under your feet
and i
disappear
suffocating
into
nothingness
how the ether speaks 
ooohh, very emotional poem. i loved its structure – the way it falls down the page. beautiful :)
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thank you : )
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