It hits
Without warning
And the tears begin
To fall
Once it starts
It’s hard to stop
It floods my heart
Doesn’t drown my pain
It has no regard
It stops and
Never really stops
Comes in waves
But never goes
Though you are gone
I miss you
More than anyone will ever know
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One- on- one mixed-media art lessons in Los Angeles
‘Cause talking is better than working
I spend a lot of time pondering what it all means.
A Writer's Musings (And Likely Some Shameless Self-Promotion As Well)
An outlet for my random thoughts and interests
where would it flow...
Serving a little poetic nourishment Monday thru Friday and featuring a Short Play Saturday Matinee to read.
Tales From The Life Of A Soul
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