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thought I was stronger than this
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all the times good and bad I still reminisce
I laugh out loud then I stifle my cries as tears sting
my eyes
old feelings tugging again on my heart strings
wounds reopening
all I ever felt for you is yet again resurrected
what am I to do ?
~ D Donner ~
Tears & Laughter
The two masks of comedy - the comedy is life and we laugh and cry at it, in it, and because of it. A paradox, assuredly, but always there for any memory or experience. It is a land (perhaps and Island) where poets live. Somewhere between happiness and sorrow. A fine writing this. - Lady A