HeartA Poem by Amanda Avalon
Bright sun resumes once more
Painfully bright bliss floords my retinae One week later I pick up the pieces
I try to dam up the river of tears They cease and flow, flow after a drought
I pull the plug
And scrape
Until nil remains to hide.
© 2012 Amanda Avalon
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