There were unforgettable regrets,
torturing moments of hatred.
Not sure if anything else was there.
But there is no need to care.
The uncontrollable grief,
Eaten by a big mouth of relief.
Relief of hanging up,
clean laundry in a manner,
that made her throw up.
Bandito. I like your writing stuffs.
AntwortenLöschenSanta Telma thanks, but also thanks to the dog I finally found again after all those months.
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