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Thursday, 22 December 2016

[Poem] Toeing the Lines

I am alone with my thoughts,
The skies are trying to paint my mood;
I am defenseless,
As the tide of sad news wash over.

I want to hide away,
Run back to the days
When you were healthy and tall,
When we looked up to see you smile.

I want to run away,
Hide amongst the safe memories,
Where no one bade goodbye,
And pain did not have a place.

We are toeing the lines now,
Between this world and the other,
Holding onto your form,
But will your soul stay rooted?

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