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Thorn in her side
She drifted in and out of view
passing from gossamer to stone,
floating and then, sinking down low,
singing the words you wrote for her,
the sound now a sick cacophony
mocking your emotions,
stabbing at your heart.
Holding the now faded rose
that you had pinned in her hair,
but truly, a thorn in her side
had been your gift to her,
the beautiful bloom
was invisib...
Thursday 12th September 2019 4:08 pm
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