To this morning that came heavy,
outweighing all that troubles the still of my thoughts.
And these news that leaves your heart weary,
And your soul with open sores…
Alike…
And still pictures remains still.
Shed tears but shared empathy.
Shared fears but shed agony.
Alike…
Still pictures remain still.
And I, still.
Nov 30, 2022
Nov 30, 2022 at 9:28 AM UTC
To this morning that came heavy,
outweighing all that troubles the still of my thoughts.
And these news that leaves your heart weary,
And your soul with open sores…
Alike…
And still pictures remains still.
Shed tears but shared empathy.
Shared fears but shed agony.
Alike…
Still pictures remain still.
And I, still.
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