I got this broken poem…

a wintry soul

nobody's fault

love grows cold

love grows cold

no one's fault but my own

where did it go?

your laughter was a sunrise

your touch was like a flood tide

gotta tell you that i'm angry 

gotta tell you that it hurts

can you let me go

just let me go

the winter sky is raining

let me go

just let me go

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They held hands under an umbrella on the sidewalk in the rain. A woman and her child moved up the library's steps Monday, and left me wondering.

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I have not been feeling it lately, but I will write things down. that's gotta do more than nothing at all…