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Dec 16, 2012

sand{castles}

Sandhouse

perfume and pheremones pervaded her space

he slid in beside her

silent tears 

 

shame and anguish filled her mind

he snored gently on

tormented

 

facing the world with plastered face

he floated through

regardless

 

fixed smile, white flashing teeth

crumbling in a heap

he left

 

she built her castle on the sand

nature took its course

slid bereft

 

peace return this Christmas time

fill her with hope

God loves

 

 

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