Tonight I beg the sun not to rise
On weak knees I plead for dark skies
My heavy heart can take no more light
It mocks me with its eternal bright
Let the sky cry as I slowly die here
A thousand deaths by a thousand tears
~E
9.29.16
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Beautiful poem..loved it π
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Thank you so much, Nayana ππΌ Really appreciate that π
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heartbreaking but beautiful as always, Emily. β€
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Thank you, Eric ππΌπ
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Wow
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Thank you, big sis ππΌπ
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So dark. Oh so beautifully expressed. β€
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Thanks, Meg ππΌπ It’s funny…in part inspired by the fact that my heart and head are ready to sink into fall and darkness but it’s been sunny every day in Seattle. But…don’t tell anybody the myth of rain isn’t true. π
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I know that the “myth of rain isnβt true” first hand. My son is there for last 5+ years. So there you are. I think even SAD disorder is a myth now.
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Haha! Ok! I think we’re getting Seattle’s rain right now. I’m kinda liking it actually. Cozying things up. π§πππ€
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So many hugs for each individual tear xxx
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Thanks, Ziggy ππΌπ
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B’fullπ
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