the familiar smiles are fading
donna's voice - a calm amidst this storm
so quickly it blew in and took hold
ripping memory from it's foundation
whipping thoughts about as in a dust bowl
forgotten reasons and seasons
words without the weight of their meaning
how frightening this struggle must be for you
pulling at the roots of your soul
i can feel the pain as it uproots your being
erasing our faces
and you
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