The Moment After the Proposal
She ran inMascara running down her face
Her hair a mess
Hands shaking
She can Barely stand
Lost
Confused
Unsure
A single tear began to fall
As a smile appeared on her face
The Moment After the Proposal
She ran inIn science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
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