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Hope Mar 2017
Her body convulsed under the pressure
Her face crumpled at the thought
Her soul was being crushed
Drowning under all her worries

It was as though the world gave up on her
And poured her sorrows down
Tumbling from the sky
Came all the horrors of the ground

Her eyes were red raw
And shut tight to hold it in
But she couldn't do anything about
The sobs rising from her heart

Her tears swept down her face
Creating streams and creeks and rivers
And gasps arose from her breast
Escaping her frowning mouth

She looked like a deflated balloon
All the air squeezed out
So it seemed as she disappeared
Under a pile of doubt

Though the nicest thing happened
As she fell to the ground
All these people rushed to her side
To give her a helping hand

They caught her as she fell
And lifted her worries from her chest
They supported her and lifted her up
To join her departing soul

Her body and soul reunited
She opened her soden lids
And the sun came out from behind the clouds
As a smile lit up her face
winter sakuras Sep 2016
My thoughts are jumbled up pieces
of scattered paper
tissue soden brains and
flecks of dusty gold
flung across peaks and valleys
of snowy isolated mountains
rapidly floating upon
a commoner's luxurious terrace
a dog's humane mannerly gentleness
a young one's elderly smile.

— The End —