Her sorrows racked across
her shoulders heavy and barbed,
from his leaving and his leaving and his leaving and his leaving and his leaving...
like a crow's repeated caw stuck in a belly
burdened with stones.
her shoulders heavy and barbed,
from his leaving and his leaving and his leaving and his leaving and his leaving...
like a crow's repeated caw stuck in a belly
burdened with stones.
B.F.M.
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