There's this little black ball
Sitting in the pit of my stomach.
If I focus hard enough
I can see it in my mind
When I look at it,
I see a ball covered
In cobwebs and dust.
I pick at them.
When the rubbish is cleared
What's left in my hand is
A ball the size of a thimble.
How could this cause such pain?
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Little Infinities
Nonfiksi"No one told me, That love was something to be afraid of. Now look at me; Afraid to get my heart broken After one encounter With the angel-disguised sin. " c.w A collection of poems, dreams, thoughts and short stories.
