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~~~

knowing your joys,
           seeing your smiles,
                   God, i am happier!

knowing your pain,
                why do i feel them all?
                             why do i hurt the more?

~~~

sally

   Copyright 2014
                     Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
---the travails of being a parent, esp, a mother---
 Mar 2014 Kitbag of Words
Helen
not really*

While you

are you

and I

am me
 Mar 2014 Kitbag of Words
mads
We move by instinct,
Darling, move by instinct...
Shuffle past barriers,
Push through foggy eyes,
Hold me close...
Warm, together.
I'm crumbling darling,
Move by instinct,
Hold me in your arms.
Find a temporary repair,
My tourniquet.
I'm falling all over drenched eyes.
Faint screams ring,
Chiming louder and louder
The more you fade from view.
Move by instinct darling,
Move into me.
This is a mess, which I suppose is rather reflective.
 Mar 2014 Kitbag of Words
LF
..And in the dark cathedral you call your soul, your broken pieces have formed the most beautiful stained glass windows, i cant help but want to peer inside ...
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