Down in dolour

I feel my heart break,

but I have got no retakes.

I really wish you well,

but wont miss you for real.

I couldn’t make it thrive,

or maybe lacked the drive.

The struggle is hard.

Well, that is the gamble.

Yet I am going on.

But really how long?

Because I feel my heart break.

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