When sorrow leaves
where will I go to shed my skin?
who will listen?
and where will I keep my tears?

When sorrow leaves
where will I bury my feelings?
who will have them?
and who will hold on to my fear?

When sorrow leaves
will I remember how to smile?
how to sleep?

And when sorrow leaves
will I remember how
to be?

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Renewal

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behind each door a story,
a secret?

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there is grief
and there is bliss

everything inbetween is circumstantial

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while some
will light up the day
like the sun

others will glow
in the night
like fireflies

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while some will
crash and burn
others will quietly
disintegrate

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early morning
my mind is eager.
the rest of me
needs another day in bed

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lufyalp be
be flaypul
upfayll be
be pluflay
aylpluf be

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when you are lost in the dark
open your eyes
you might just see elephants

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without words
there is still a bond
there is still love
there is still
so much
to say

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