MoietyA Poem by lindsayThe people
you love will be
pencil shavings and lost
balloons if not gingerly cared for by your
effervescent benevolence. . And all the
throbbing grief you will have can
not simply be caught in you
hands no matter how far you outstretch those
fingers to some how grasp hold of what is no
longer there. Because of what you did not do, this is the
after effect you must deal with. The
greatest piercing ache that tingles even the tiniest hair is no match for the sheer loss of their
presence all together. © 2011 lindsay |
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1 Review Added on November 13, 2011 Last Updated on November 13, 2011 AuthorlindsayMentor, OHAboutHey, I'm Lindsay.I'm majoring in Creative Writing and Graphic Design at Ohio University. I like meeting new people.I want to travel and try everything.Writing is everything to me.I am really passionat.. more..Writing
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