Aurora 2025 with cover

Detra Lynn Mills

The Hurt

Death by a thousand paper cuts and drowning in my tears Trite phrases used to push away my emptiness and fears Pain that takes away my breath that once came easily Silence roars within my mind where thoughts once roamed so free

It hurts

Rich purity and depth of love that brought my soul to life You held my hand and healed my world when I became your wife

Quiet laughter, holding hands breeze blowing through my hair Peace and ease I knew so well a partnership so rare

And now it hurts

Memories that fill my days are far away at night

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