Grievances (2)

A Poem by Stu. T.H.

Lie here, ashes of my beloved,
My last breakfast burned an empty stove,
I watched our home grow into a cold stone cave,
As my mind locks our memories in a cage.

[From a man with early grievances]

- Stu. T.H. (Sep 26, 2023)

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Added on October 28, 2023
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