what I carry


Some days the loss is heavy,
like stones in my chest.

Other days it’s light,
like sunlight through leaves.

Both are true. Both stay with me.
And somehow, so do I.






Poetry by anonface The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2025-09-28 at 01:13

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