Sorrowful thoughts gathering, refusing to be stopped
or hidden, taking all the pleasure of the day and
dousing it with crystal tears full of lonely
abandonment.
Sounding alarms of heart-rending emotions piling
themselves against my soul, crying to be heard and
not ignored anymore.
A deepened mystery of the grief of a lifetime, filling
me without question and not letting me escape their
prison of little worth, left in prisms of yesterday's
loss.
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