A lot seeps from the cracks,
but this is pure atrophy
the words form into strings,
shapes to memories and agony.
A lot that was left unsaid,
when the winds blew that day
will be written down in history
the black and white way.
This post appeared on the blog for the first time in November 2015.
your words and lines is like a sweet piano!!
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and you just made my day 😀 Thank you so very much.
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Thank you
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