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Tears on the linoleum floor
Pain sewn into the staid armchair
Cries in the hallway
Happiness pushed into the corner
of the dusty book shelf
True emotions pulverized
Words left unspoken.

Bitter laughter pulsating from underneath
Echoes of the screaming
It’s you that’s inside my head
Nostalgia woven into the hem of
my wedding dress
Words left unspoken.

My Heart,
Your Heart,
You broke the connection
I’m staring at the empty space
I’m listening to the audible silence
Words left unspoken.

Now I only write of love
because it does not exist.

This post was submitted by Adesuwa Omeyimi Okoyomon.

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