Mine Field

Teardrops running down the cheeks are 
the mine field of not good feelings 
experienced in pain
if one happens to step on one of them
they can never imagine 
what volcanoes will erupt
nor can they guess
the inevitable result
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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