Too Late To Cry
Time has passed, and the sharpness of the ache has dulled. I can think clearly, now. I can smile and even laugh, again. But sometimes in the darkest hours, when I need the rest to face another day, I’m awakened by the sound of my own sobbing.
formidable dam
a breach in the night
~ dread torrent of tears
5/2/2019
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"Too Late to Cry"
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Copyright © P.S. Awtry | Year Posted 2019
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