Fragile Soul
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Singing tunes of death and sorrow, heart flowing with the
tears, downstream.
Allowing music to fulfill the loneliness felt deep within,
afraid to put into words a cause or reason of misery
hiding mysteriously in depths of a being.
Sandwiched tightly in hands of clay which mold themselves
to inner weeping, strangling, yet protecting, this fragile
soul of little worth.
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