Feb 2012
is the illusion of love
preferable to love no longer?
even a shriveled heart
dry as a prune
grows plump with tears
for what is not there.
preferable to love no longer?
even a shriveled heart
dry as a prune
grows plump with tears
for what is not there.
Written by
joanna dibble
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