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Your Grief, Held

Let my love touch you,

its warmth to melt

your frozen grief.

Then each sorrow

dripping in sobs,

I’ll drink it all—

gladly, knowingly.

And when you exhale,

you'll see me, grinning.

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rhyse

18

Published: Jan 23
LinesWords: 932

Notes: Make me whole with your sorrow, and let me teasure the part you cant let go of, nor wish to carry

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