Grief

Posted on 14-11-2014

Grief
is
a vine
that you
prune
and weave
into a thing
of beauty
but it chokes
light
steals
the joy
instead.

Grief
cares not
for
color
wealth
innocence
cares not
how
you would
rid
of it
if you
could.

Grief
is in
your
heart
mind
soul
down to
the
marrow
of
your bone.

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