The leaf falls.
Twirling...
Twisting...
Dancing...The ballerina falls.
Twirling...
Twisting...
Breaking...You fall.
Crying
Sobbing.
Lying.I watch, gaze hollow. My heart empty.
Bitch.

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PuisiWhat comes to mind... To heart... To soul... What can be written to show... To tell... To describe... How many words does it all take?