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Crumbles to Dust
I move in silence
through the still of the night.
A noiseless world.
No drama, no passion.
My hope
taken away.
All that matters
is gone.
When will she
come back?
Daily and nightly,
my heart is with her.
Trying to undo
the damage.
Our broken family;
my heart
crumbles to dust
in their hands.
copyright 2021
by Insomnia
(AJ Kline Robinson)
written October 17, 2021
6:45 a.m.
I move in silence
through the still of the night.
A noiseless world.
No drama, no passion.
My hope
taken away.
All that matters
is gone.
When will she
come back?
Daily and nightly,
my heart is with her.
Trying to undo
the damage.
Our broken family;
my heart
crumbles to dust
in their hands.
copyright 2021
by Insomnia
(AJ Kline Robinson)
written October 17, 2021
6:45 a.m.
