Shakily,
she glides across the room.
Fadingly,
her dress gets torn.
Lovingly,
she smiles at one.
Wearily,
her eyes look forlorn.
C.
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Subconscious Mind
PoetryMaybe someday, our aching hearts will mend, and the bond that connects us for a lifetime, won't ever be broken. ••• Subconscious /sʌbˈkɒn(t)ʃəs/ of or concerning the part of the mind of which one is not fully aware but which influences one's actions...
Thirty Eight.
Shakily,
she glides across the room.
Fadingly,
her dress gets torn.
Lovingly,
she smiles at one.
Wearily,
her eyes look forlorn.
C.
