The indifference it hurt
Bitter words were serrated edges
Painful beyond words
Lacerating, wounding
Reminding what was getting lost
Silences grew to become the norm
And love turned to dust
(Sheen, July 29, 2020)

The indifference it hurt
Bitter words were serrated edges
Painful beyond words
Lacerating, wounding
Reminding what was getting lost
Silences grew to become the norm
And love turned to dust
(Sheen, July 29, 2020)
Sing a song of summer to me
I badly need cool winds to blow
Taking away the hurt and sadness
Letting me breathe again
And begin anew
(Sheen-May2016)
DAILY PROMPT
Sing
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