Tiny
How deep is the hurt?
Where does it lie now?
Can it be fished out and
cried for all over again?
Is it too deep to ever surface?
Or does those little stingy tears
till have the power over you?
Can they still kill the dead you?
Fragments, words, sleep, sleepless
Dust to dust thou art.
posted by Tuya @ 01:05
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