Reflections of ebony mirror hearts drenched in grief's
embrace.
Undisclosed mercurial tears falling into pools of images
where memories never seem to drown, no matter how high
sorrow's fluids rise.
Like technicolor rainbows arcing across the skies, prisms
are collecting heartaches from this day forward.
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