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Reflections of her
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It is what it is Her tears fell like the rain
cleansing her soul
washing away sundered ashed pieces
Her mourned sobs fill the air
leaking the toxins that have filled
cracking dam unable to bear their weight
Her emptied consuming loneliness
devouring all that was
all that might
clouded...
Dawn's warming light creeping through
reaching touching caressing
a gentle radiant hand
Rainbows shimmer carrying memories past
lifting encumbered burdens
placating tortured Dreams
Petaling vibrant bloom
color shining in her eyes
glowing growing from within
Loves grace on the wind
felt in her gaze
seen on her smile
Heard in her touch
Nice
That was nice. So many on this website seem to just play around and write like they're writing in a diary. This was different and refreshing. Truly creative with beautiful expression.
Thank you for the kind words
Thank you for the kind words I am glad you enjoyed it