The Mourning Mind

November 15, 2016
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All alone: him and his thoughts.
Vigorous times mix with rocky times.
One constant: his love for her
And his regrets of words not said.
“Hey, honey?” Could this be my mind?
Quick scan: I’m all alone, me and my thoughts.

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