once the grief
-that asphyxiating sensation takes place-
it strikes the soul
and each of our bones disappear
into captivating infinity
we become fragile
hard to the touch
we float in any direction
until we end up lost
and it is nearly impossible to come back from that
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silhouettes
Poetrypoetry & prose | to acquire knowledge of the power words can contain. expressive. obtained by truthfully experiences with life itself. or simply one powerful connection with a single silhouette a collection of thoughts and brief descriptions about l...
