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I Am Still Lost
Some lonely, aching part of me
Still longs for the close of a chaotic day
Huddled on the couch
Watching a movie
Holding my daughter
As her daddy holds us both.
I am a wretch that went searching
For pieces of me that all along were where I left them:
Twinkling in her eyes,
Etched into his palms,
And burned like hot coals in my heart.
Still longs for the close of a chaotic day
Huddled on the couch
Watching a movie
Holding my daughter
As her daddy holds us both.
I am a wretch that went searching
For pieces of me that all along were where I left them:
Twinkling in her eyes,
Etched into his palms,
And burned like hot coals in my heart.
Published 17th May 2021
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17th May 2021 1:08pm
Every is lost at some point. We keep moving forward day by day. Keep on writing.
