The Dance of Wounds
A pecuilar thing it is to feel another's pains.
Around, about and In
we'll dance until were gone.
Through minutes and weeks
we can find happiness for a moment.
Sadness alone seems less bearable,
but with you I have learned to bear it.
Together in our dance of wounds
I'll be okay with you.
Copyright © Adaline Haynes | Year Posted 2015
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