marți, 31 ianuarie 2017

All winters are over

Do not flatter yourself -
she craved to feel her heart out,
to separate her body from her soul;
she knew it would hurt before it would heal

Do not blame yourself -
she cried a salty river, then laid back in the snow
watching the moon slide
behind the mountain's needles and teeth

I forgive myself for ever doubting being good enough,
I forgive myself for not being able to forgive you

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