a pocketful of sand

memories after deceit and betrayal

Oct 23, 2024

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A pocketful of sand
escaping through my fingers
futile attempts to hold
memories
like fine grains
still linger

bittersweet taste
of broken promises
deceitful
a hum of lies
revealing
cowardice, comptent, dishonesty 

useless, pugnacious, ruthless
no remorse
no validation
fine grains of sand
degraded, tainted, distorted
heart and soul resist

mind compel…

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