playroom stories
Saturday, November 2, 2013
Blues
He sees her, becoming so full of cloud cover
it became too hard to watch
in the end
when she left
asking, look after them
it was a relief to see those sad shoulders
holding their lonely song
turn around
and walk towards to coming darkness
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