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An abyss of a wound
You would never find out ....that pointless was your every worry.
You would never feel .... that even misses you the sun.
You would never hear...that my remorse in nosenseness covered wanders.
You would never be touched by this intense pain
that in every cell would abundantly overwhelm of the loss of your sarcastic remark.
This poem is mine not a quote but I feel 100% mentally bright totally😜 because I thought it was some sort of challenge to express grief or some experience from our lives... Originally my poem is in Bulgarian and trust me when you translate much of the words' beauty is getting lost....