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Zd331199by Drew Brittain29 Jul 2015

Some might mourn the loss
But it doesn't feel
Like anything; an idea
And a seed, like an
Intake
Before words isn't
A sentence but all
Begin as one. They then
Follow like thread but
Cut off before it begins isn't the same as
Cut off
Sentences.

No news, just pressure
Because her choice is
To keep pressure at bay
While
I stand by and
(Ideally)
Help her.

They want to honour
Every sound fragment
As thoughts, like these
Alive and
yet
elusive
To any sense
Of sense.

I can't make
Her
Love Her
But I can
Try.