I wrote a poem.
I wrote a poem and I filled it up with words.
And crafted lines of the most beautiful prose you’ve ever heard.
You could feel the emotions dripping off of the page
The sadness
like molasses
The fiery crackle of burning hot rage
Some humor, a light
To cut through the darkness
Like a knife.
I weighed you down
In pain to wallow,
Then lifted you up
In healing for tomorrow.
The words were flowing
And then they weren’t.
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