Letters

I remember, 
how proudly you exclaimed,
"I have you, I don't need your letters,
   So I tore 'em and threw 'em into the sea,"
But what do I do?
I still have 'em all with me,
covered now,
with the rust of my corroded heart..... 

(c) S.S

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