poetry - thoughts - moments - prayers - snippets - feelings - insights - reflections - ruminations - attempts to express the ineffable - a chance to shine a little light
by Jennifer Gray
Sunday, September 27, 2009
poet
she watched the words fall out of her head/and land on his chest as he lay in his bed/ she hoped they'd melt and slide off his skin/ she prayed they wouldn't make their way in/ to his heart.
I'll never know if they made their way into your heart; your heart was closed to me so soon after you had invited me in. Some things are just regrettable. Nothing else, just regrettable.
I'll never know if they made their way into your heart; your heart was closed to me so soon after you had invited me in. Some things are just regrettable. Nothing else, just regrettable.
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