whispers, beckoning into invisible arms, huddled. vicious, violent sobs-viscous breathing.
inky black, reaped from your heart. And so I reach for your heart.
Child- inhale,exhale. You grip the frame of the joyful photo. grapple with the facts and return with throbbing cries.
the mothers love you crave is gone, so I let the shadows cradle you, crazily.
One day the wrenching pain will fade into obscure, obsidian darkness and become obsolete.
I thought there was a reason eternal and maternal rhymed,
but i went
too
soon.
inky black, reaped from your heart. And so I reach for your heart.
Child- inhale,exhale. You grip the frame of the joyful photo. grapple with the facts and return with throbbing cries.
the mothers love you crave is gone, so I let the shadows cradle you, crazily.
One day the wrenching pain will fade into obscure, obsidian darkness and become obsolete.
I thought there was a reason eternal and maternal rhymed,
but i went
too
soon.
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