My Own BreakingA Poem by Kathleen Burlas
There's no time limit for grief
No date for feeling better Here in my own breaking I found valued companions In my own little vocabulary I refer them as tears They vigorously fall to my cheeks Making me feel a lot better Here on my own breaking I feel numb and discarded Carrying such unrequited love Is nothing but a pathetic act -Kathleen L. Burlas © 2012 Kathleen Burlas
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Kathleen BurlasTalisay City, Region VII, PhilippinesAboutk a t h l e e n l a u r o n i l l a b u r l a s ♥ Hi ! i'm eighteen and I love writing because it helps me express my feelings in a way that I can enjoy it. Most of my works here reflect.. more..Writing
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