Young girl, awash in enchantments
the magic of great journeys
Hands entwined, eyes full of oceans
a long and winding road
A heart is knit. A heart unravels.
the tyranny of time
An alien land, a thousand voices
alone inside the din
The tiny mouth, demanding eternity
so many empty rooms
His whiskey smile, quivering flashbacks
a fool's gold promise
Wet pillow, waking nightmare
some deflected blows
A slamming door, clicking locks
another final straw
A heart is hardened. A door opens
hands are always out
A fat grey cat, who used to be skinny
lounging on the porch.
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