The skies black and blue
Her skin a similar hue
Leave him and start anew
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Babbling Dixie
The short form of tomorrow is never the whole story. Abbreviations mean nothing when we are born to die and we all are aren't we? Being spoken for before birth is something we're not supposed to remember like some kind of karma after effect. Still here we are spending our lives looking for each other.
By Canuck Scriber Lisa Lachapellea day ago in Fiction
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Oh that's so sad. Hope she can leave him and start fresh. Loved your Haiku!
Yes! Maybe poetry can break that spell.