Stapled memoriesA Poem by SleeplessVolcanoI've stapled the memory of you to my face I see your eyes in mine I hear your words when I speak But when you smile I can't because your eyes have been dried but mine remain wet.
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3 Reviews Added on January 11, 2023 Last Updated on January 11, 2023 AuthorSleeplessVolcanoAbout"In the end there doesn't have to be anyone who understands you. There just has to be someone who wants to". Robert Brault Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. ~ Pablo Pica.. more..Writing
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