I wrote this poem back in my lonely days. "The decaying heart" line really sticks out to me. This poem was published in my collection of poetry titled "The Wind Changed As I Lay Dying".
Rotten Love
The decaying heart
Just sat alone, useless
Only a few beats left
Unused, gone to waste
Love is rotten
When it isn’t in reach
When not touched
All is forgotten
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