FootprintsA Poem by Sarah“Footprints”There’s a certain way the sand looks in the morning. A certain way the grass gleams when it’s wet. A way your heart feels when you’ve been hurt. And all you can see are the footprints that were left on your heart, by someone you once loved.
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