Ghosts
written by: Marta Compagnone
@martacompagnone
The ghost of your memory
is a splinter in my heart.
It’s so simple
to fall apart
without finding my pieces
anymore.
Now they are yours,
not longer mine.
Losing you
I’ve lost myself
and I don’t know
how to save me
without you,
with a rotten mind
and a broken heart.
Italian teacher that loves reading and writing micropoetry and haiku.
I live in Rome and the roman life inspires me every day.
I live in Rome and the roman life inspires me every day.
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