It came without warning,
Crushed inside and took a defensive stance.
It was kind of cute, almost adoring,
Unfortunately, it also made little sense.
The war was raging for aeons,
I was losing, took upper hand and lost again.
And now I see no reasons
For green not to be what I love till the end.
Music | Literature | People.
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Sailing through emotions, letting them flow out as words, I'm charting the waters of life and writing as I venture.
Aren't songs of grief lullabies to the lost?
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Follow the Journey...
Let me tell you about pain some day,
And you can maybe tell me how to live with it.
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I don’t claim to have any recipes…but someday let’s talk.
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Your poetry already speaks to me, and apparently lots of others. Thanks.
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You’re welcome 🙂
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