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They flowed in quick succession

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In silence, they fell. The silver tanned against the reflection of my skin,
Raw, dull – Not celebratory tear

They flowed in quick succession. No rhythm, no manner. Unguided,
Gaining speed with each dismissal, each hard word uttered,
They galloped, leaving the comfort of their home, now a bloodied red,
No finishing line in sight, their journey seemed unending,
Gnawing at the skin – their creator, now weakened and wearied, wrecked,
A muddle of emotions,
Anger. Fear. A tinge of annoyance.
Shame.
Hurt.
Confusion. Questions.

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5 Comments

  1. Chavie says:

    sad, yet nicely written… 🙂

    *wipes away your tear*

  2. Santhoshi says:

    sad n good.. take care

  3. Savannah says:

    Awesome blog!

    I thought about starting my own blog too but I’m just too lazy so, I guess Ill just have to keep checking yours out.
    LOL,

  4. The Womanist says:

    😦 🙂

  5. anthony says:

    Nobody is worth the tears you cry. Even if there is he/she will not make you cry…. Move on…..

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