Poem By Heriberto GarciaIII

Times is what I lost.
Fell on a dark place,
empty and cold.
Crawled to your feet,
looked up and vanished.
My tears consumed your fear.
My heart shattered your lust.
Your mind, your love, your kindness.
You fell in that hole,
where I can't reach you.
You fell in on purpose,
just to let me suffer....

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