EARNING THE PAIN

 

 

 

 

 

Ears grasped

for the

message

in her sound

dripping hard

and heavy

with soul

preaching

a righteous

pain she

earned from

long nights

and bad kisses

where

tired eyes and

wrong desires

begged for

the shelter

of a soft

shoulder

listening to

broken dreams

rupturing from

the darkness

of her burdens

as the jazz

she carries

drains from

her.

 

 

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