And the fires of rejection and hatred consumed his heart
Slag remained after the flames died down to embers
He left her, and the ruins of his life, behind as he staggered away
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And the fires of rejection and hatred consumed his heart
Slag remained after the flames died down to embers
He left her, and the ruins of his life, behind as he staggered away
Image: i.imgur.com/3MQ6mpL.jpg
Boing, boing, boing went Maurice’s heart down the stairs
Outside he kept his happy face pasted on
Underneath he was screaming and sobbing uncontrollably
No one had told him how to handle the rejection
Counting to ten he smiled weakly at the cashier
Everything had to be put back because his checking account said so
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The Art of Prose and Poetry
self-publishing
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Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive
With previous posting of "Our World" on Blogger
Sharing is Learning
Author and poet
Random Stuff I Think You'll Like
Things I love, typically with people I love. Will likely be hiking, baking, and doing other things that make me happy.
Story world
SkEtChEs of my everyday life through tiny words, artworks, quotes, clips, and snapshots--- capturing a moment in time.