solace

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Today was one of the days

Where they decided 

They could rest their emotions 

While leaving the carcass braindead. 

Just for a moment

Of simple solatude 

With eachother in tow

If either needed a word in 

An 

"Its okay." 

Was all it took. 

'Clean up my mess.

At your heart.

Here, I will sing.

Down here below. 

Come down and see,

At your heart.'

The silence silent no more.

Broken by the hum of the song.

'Clean up my mess.

At your heart.

Here, I will sing.

Down here below.

Come down and see,

At your heart.'

The maid sings once more.

Head against lap

Their head 

Of their body 

Now still 

As they contemplated 

Detached for a moment. 

What had she infused with her sweet words

To make them hear

From inside the void

Of their own mind?


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