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Tuesday, November 29, 2011 12:28 PM
What can be said about loss
In love -
Those gaping wounds bleeding from aching spirits.
Rich libraries of memories calling from those
Cob- webbed shelves of the mind, of empty
Arms, and absent laughter, loving ways,
Sparkling eyes no longer there.
Of beakfast tables, lonely beds
And favorite things
Gathering
Dust.

What can be said about love
When loss
Rips the tapestry of a spirit apart, leaving thread bare
A soul unraveling.
When child,
friend, parent, or
Lover carries away with them irretrievably,
A central, vital piece of living.
When nothing is ever the same again.
When healing takes so very long,
leaving such
Hideous
Scars.
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