A minute of silence to mourn my beating heart
A minute to observe my tortured soul
A minute to console my crying lungs
A minute to behold the undenying face of a cherished one
Good heavens,… rejection is so not a programme to program into the lives of others
But what more can I do than to take a minute to observe silence in the mourning of my beating heart….
© officialmandy, 2015
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