unhappy is a memory we hide so well
one morning we wake up and forget we ever were
we cling to happy for our survival
cherishing, nurturing, giving
all the care we might offer a house plant
unhappy we hide in the recesses of mind
tucked away, file unfound and almost forgotten
Copyright © 2011 by Eryll Oellermann
I Am Not Lonely Yet
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You may notice that I changed my header picture. The photo of my house that
has been up there was just too dark and made it look as if it was haunted
wh...
20 hours ago
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