Monday, November 14, 2016



Pain is my only pillow... she sleeps with me she...cries with me!

She controls my dreams...sings in my voice.

She drives my car and washes my dishes ...she's at home in my shower as she blends with my tears.

She nullifies the heat that comes comes from the pipes ..she dances her dance in feverous rhythm.

She sits in all blanket can window can free her.

She has my soul... She is Me!

Lucille Dorothy 11/8/16

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