Why do these things happen

I was ethereal, not solid
The dagger passed right through me
But it got stuck in your heart

I did almost not notice
It was a second of a second
But it did hurt your heart

You gave it back and I wonder
Why do these things happen
And why there’s now rain in my heart

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© AngelikaJahn 2012

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About blue

I am a divorced single mum to a teenage kid, and at present re-emigrating to my homecountry Germany. Writing helps me to clear my thoughts, but as well to turn sadness, fear, and regret into something beautiful and release it from my heart.
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