Heavens split

Extra kind to balance out my lows

When am I remembered?

When you feel how I am now.

When life has taken its blows and you bring those ashy elbows to rest on my table

As if no time has passed

As if your betrayal was a fable.

And what will I do?

I’ll smile with charm, give God all the glory

And you?

The door.

~AmaRose

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