A Loss

Thu, 06/12/2014 - 18:57 -- ryannk

Calm, my thoughts.

Be still, my pounding heart.

Dry, my tears.

We cannot help but part.

Steady, my hands.

Be strong, my soul.

Breathe, my lungs.

One day I'll fill the hole.


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