He\\'s Gone.

09 Feb 2009

He's Gone The room is empty now but my heart is full, aching, engorged with love, he doesn't want. What shall I do? Where do I take this love? It serves me no purpose. Inside me it rots. Taunting me relentlessly until I feel my heart crack, break and bleed for ever and ever.

JAYNE MCDONOUGH

I have been writing poetry for several years, initially in reponse to friends in times of bereavement and those facing illness. I have tried to extend my subject matter as you will see, but initially wrote my poems to offer comfort and support. Thank...

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