A Voice Called So hard to leave the desert In all it’s familiar pain So weary as you walk into The blowing sands again. Rate this:Share this:EmailPrintFacebookTwitterLike this:Like Loading... Related
your writing made me think of how sadly odd it is that we actually feel pain at leaving that or whom may have caused nothing but damage or misery to us… Reply
your writing made me think of how sadly odd it is that we actually feel pain at leaving that or whom may have caused nothing but damage or misery to us…
Sadly odd indeed.
ah, wonderfully written. so know that feeling.
May it not be one you (or I) know often in the future.