Afternoon Thoughts

Original Poetry

 

Alas,
from heartache and heartbreak
comes the best poetry.
Riddled with
contempt at the loss
bestowed upon the writer,
littered with tears of a love
now lost,
it’s the ultimate form of
revenge.
To turn a lover
into literature is to
condemn them without
condemning them at all.
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