Thawing Sorrow
Melancholy drips
From the frozen icicles
Of sorrow.
Every drop
Making them smaller
With the thaw.
Then they are gone
Leaving in their wake
Bittersweet memories.
Memories without hurt,
And a thirst,
For new beginnings.
Melancholy drips
From the frozen icicles
Of sorrow.
Every drop
Making them smaller
With the thaw.
Then they are gone
Leaving in their wake
Bittersweet memories.
Memories without hurt,
And a thirst,
For new beginnings.
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