empty glass
did I hear the sound of a breaking heart as he finally reached the top of the 39 stairs seeing the note taped to the door just above the peep hole a long pause a fumbling of the keys I knew she had left I could hear her earlier sobbing she'd had enough she was much younger and there were years ahead they had spoken of how this could happen many years ago rather, he had spoken and she had laughed it off today she realized he was right today her glass remains half full and his has emptied did I hear the sound of something muffled by a pillow?
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I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...
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