When the heart breaks
When the heart breaks like a stone,
sometimes we lose our words
just like a pre-civilization mute
and we cry and moan,
in hurt, in anger, and in deepest of pain,
and then we regain
the words, as we put the pieces of our heart
back together,
put on the mask and start to act again.
(11.28.2024)
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