11 Aug When Love Dies
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When Love Dies
It begins with a hairline fracture
One that can’t be reset
It grows wider, slowly over time
The Great Divide.
Walls have been erected –
No bridges left to cross
You’ve become perfect strangers
In a land full of the lost.
Does wisdom say it’s worth it
Black hole; heart bled
Vengeance or grace, gods willing
Depends which wolf was fed.