Detached

The Sound of falling water

Mother cuddles her daughter

Thoughts clog my heart

Memories but you

My fountain broke

In sad trickles

Your songs cringe my ears

Irritating noises

The sun sets on you

Few days, incessant nights

My heart picks a fight

Old memories pay homage

Longing intertwinesΒ vexation

Awkward smiles, distressed frowns

Worries ease my pain

Cries soar from the distance

Pleas for the warmth of her mother

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