Separation
In the darkness of the dark caves
I see particles
On their pages I read life's fights
Then hear final plea from victims
For goodness
We can share it for kindness sake
And feel the cold blood dropping
Making rivers
Falls give shape to bridge of hates
Forming between couple for years
Then divorces
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Falls give shape to bridge of hates........Nice write. Skill perfects the purpose. Thanks.