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Weary

April 21, 2012

The mirrored words give pause

No rest for the downtrodden

Lift up and carry on, for time cannot save you

Were time open and all revealed

No doubt we’d be dismayed

For nothing quite so handmade can flip us on our heads

And tug invisible puppet strings

Til nothing’s left but tears. 

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2 Comments leave one →
  1. April 22, 2012 7:30 am

    Nothing’s left but tears, that’s where I am 😦

  2. April 22, 2012 7:55 am

    so sorry.

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