‘Understanding’
To my left stands an Angel tending to my tears. “What did you do?” she asks soothingly.
On my right a Devil. “It’s not your fault!” he says rubbing my shoulder with his talloned hand.
Like an island isolated by a maddening sea, I stand resolute understanding their words, yet let them fall upon my ear, waves upon a rocky shore.
Copyright: authorchrisbrown
‘To the days that are no more…’
Well written.
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Many thanks
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