POETRY
Comfort
A poem for a hurting heart
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1 min readFeb 5, 2024
Comfort!
Why are you silent during my woes?
Tears stream like waterfalls down my cheeks.
Why do you tarry?
My knees buckle.
I am in death’s throes.
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