the sieve and the sand

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wailing

sleep deprivation

poetry

the wailing may be over
but the weeping has only begun,
and the only thought that comes
in the early morning hours
and late into the night
is that she’s gone
and won’t be coming back,
no matter what anyone wants
because this is what she wanted.

July 13, 2009 Jared Abraham Tagged wailing, weeping 2 Comments
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