A PooL of Tears
Wednesday, August 12, 2015
My thinking became cloudy
,
and I was beginning to panic
.
I feared I was going to have a breakdown.
My life was slowing disintegrating
.
I was now on the verge of collapse
,
and Miles stood passively by waiting for me to fall head
first.
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