Loved Bandana

Tonight I put all away

Hopes held past dates

With loud feelings wrapping tightly

Silence is what I hear when big deals settle down

Emotional bullies with strengthened pulleys

Waving hands directing misleading snapshots

Picture figuratively an adhesive struggle

Until figurative finally figures it out

I’m not stuck

Could and should pull away

Full recovery just past these darkened halls

Halfway home with tears all gone

No surprises here and any miracle talk should be killed

All flowers dead, bent, scents sealed.

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