when one has been sad
for longer than they can recall
their body is not racked with spasms
and they do not cry out in the night
tearing at hair
biting at flesh
when the trigger of nostalgia is pulled
one shall sit with tears on cheeks
lips pressed together
in silence
no noise
only water
a canoe
facedown
in a waterfall of tears
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EP // A Small Collection Of Poems
PoetryIn this short introductory collection of poems by the author L.M.Y, you will find a compliment of some short experimental works. The author wishes you take into consideration the deeper meaning of every letter. - Contents 1) Blurred Pigments 2) cryi...
