The Living Dead

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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2 Comments Add yours

  1. Kojo Bryte says:

    Deep!

    Liked by 1 person

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