Where
escapes life when he is hiding.
Where
search for the word no longer appears,
eyes flutter no longer looking at who's talking in his ear. Where
fortitude saves yesterday was lively. Where
nonexistent voice bounces diminutive names me, silent.
Tear of my father that rubs me the soul, cutting, sharp.
search for the word no longer appears,
eyes flutter no longer looking at who's talking in his ear. Where
fortitude saves yesterday was lively. Where
nonexistent voice bounces diminutive names me, silent.
Tear of my father that rubs me the soul, cutting, sharp.
Where death walks of life and lets you step, to keep galloping.
thanks for the heroic act by two hands lay them down when we most need. I hold you forever, Grandma Val.
Sabrinita .
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