sellingsunsets
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Grief- eve I’m melting In my living room It’s not hot, I’m cold The bands around my temples contract, but haven’t snapped, yet I close my eyes and drift The Tuscan sun in Late July I’m melting in my living room My mom is dying… In my living... – *by Carla A. Pellegrino*	4 Views added 1 year ago	Rating

I’m melting
In my living room
It’s not hot, I’m cold
The bands around my temples contract, but
haven’t snapped, yet
I close my eyes and drift
The Tuscan sun in Late July
I’m melting in my living room
My mom is dying…
In my living...

– by Carla A. Pellegrino

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