The clock struck eight, her heart hit the floor
Another no show, she didn’t think she could take any more
Of this constant disappointment, emotions shattered, broken mess
The lies defined all they were now, nothing more and nothing less.
~The H Word~ by Hazel Urquhart
"Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood" ~ T.S. Eliot
~The H Word~ by Hazel Urquhart 
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