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Crushed Ice
Sometimes I can't tell
If what I'm feeling
is a despondent heart
or Venus rising
Mourning and grieving
Do that to you
You think you're okay
And then it catches you from behind
Most of the time
I suffer silently
Sometimes a well up and a tear
You help by listening, know that please
Often I find solace
In the rush of crushed Ice
Out of the drink machine
Filling my cup, repairing my heart
If what I'm feeling
is a despondent heart
or Venus rising
Mourning and grieving
Do that to you
You think you're okay
And then it catches you from behind
Most of the time
I suffer silently
Sometimes a well up and a tear
You help by listening, know that please
Often I find solace
In the rush of crushed Ice
Out of the drink machine
Filling my cup, repairing my heart
Published 15th Jan 2015
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Anonymous
15th Jan 2015 1:35pm
I understand this. With my entire heart. Thinking you have it under control....and then...not under control.
Good writing, cowboy. Very good.
Good writing, cowboy. Very good.
15th Jan 2015 1:38pm
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15th Jan 2015 10:26pm
love the last line..filling my cup and repairing my heart...very symbolic of the healing from grief
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