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Dec 2017
Music,
Dancing in the ears.
Trying to distract
From restless thoughts.

Music,
Hard to form, for now.
A wound to the heart,
Death an arrow.

Music,
Just reminds of them.
But slowly time heals
Its own harsh wounds.
about his experience of loss
verwandlung
Written by
verwandlung  UK
(UK)   
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