I read this poem today and it stopped me in my tracks, beautiful and sad…
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The eyes of a broken soul watch
In her dark curls
A headband of nightmares glitters
thousands of wilting flowers
Twisting
Turning
Like splintered snowflakes
they drift in empty sounds
The eyes of broken soul wait
Her presence
an anxious shadow
that whispers darkness
into vacant atmospheres
The eyes of a broken soul yearn
a velvet cry that creeps from the corners
of an ancient dream
Thick fog moving from dead winters
Fractured stardust gathering
on soft, pallid hands
The eyes of a broken soul hunger
for stolen sweetness
melting between shattered lips
diamond skin and jasmine bones
Saturday Soul 
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