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The bleeding stops...

…Eventually, but the emptiness never goes away.

People come and go- our family & friends claim their woes and endless problems.

You listen, but you’re not there. 85 more words

Walking The Grey Line

In the starlight, in the daylight.

She sang softly to the stars,
In the moonlight, passing cars,
Dreaming a dream she forgot she believed,
With the city lights passing in the breeze, 226 more words

Poetry