I’ll be waiting on the eastern shore…

Undertones of grief grab the spotlight
Thunder resounds with the falling rain
What is love after all, but glorious experience
It’s the ‘falling-out-of’ that grinds your toast
and in the shambles lies the answer to the original question
“Wise or wise-not, to have loved at all?”
– Never to say, “Never again…” –

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Author: Emma Beane

"My history is still one of those mysteries I struggle with every day..." - [ebeane] ... All original works Copyright Emma Beane

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