this weather
is like a mirror
my soul is crisp
like the
autumn air
changing, I swear
I am shedding
the past
like dead leaves
the sky is now
gauze
bandages
on my healing heart
after three quarters
of a year
of doleful rain
a relationship lost
internal pain
I am ready
in a gypsy way
to move on
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Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Comments
Greg
sounds like you have come to terms with your life Nice write I can feel new life and adventures