Tiny Tale #25

The ink has dried,
pages aged yellow,
hands fall numb,

I poured my heart onto you,
Drenched you with my blood,

Now my chest feels empty,
Hollow and drained,

As, I watch you mark the floor,
with my love.

#WhenYouLeft

Pranav Drolia

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