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Dead Nails and ....
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September 2016 Dead Nails and....
Cobbles, shiny.... blackened,
by the rain.
As cold, and dark, as is, now.....
what lies within.
For its been proven, loves warmth, cannot penetrate, pure stone.
Emotions tears,as of from happiness, or fears.
Mere water !
Nor do they flow, not fast enough.
To carve a heart anew.
Like rainy days, and stormy nights, they.....
But, wash away, the the dirt, the dust.
A new life, an old life.
Sadly, I only have one life, soured.
Filled with dakru
and
....buttermilk
Giajl © Jim Love V
