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HANGING BY A THREAD

It was days of waiting
for a text sent to be answered
or at least the grey tick ticked
waited, breathing on tepid air
 
there were greys, you know
nudging the heart to life
hopes flaring in almost empty void
selfish pouting ready reprimand
 
one who loves you  
started a thread
to weave a strong lifeline
braided words that withstand the weight of sorrow  
that wouldn't snap
 
when you woke up
you'd surf on carpets of words
picking you up with the energy of love within  
 
you declined to rise with the sun
flying to the stars
instead  
we are still weaving words
in a tapestry initially dedicated to you
 
I'm still writing bad poetry too🌹
Written by Grace (IDryad)
Published | Edited 6th Mar 2021
Author's Note
Just thoughts
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