The Lost Letter, Found

In response to Be Brief.

An old piece of paper among the fallen, crumpled leaves.
A confession of words untold.
An apology of words spoken in haste.
The deepest truth of a heart.
Crumpled, lost, forgotten. Without an owner.
Will it find the one who sings the same song?

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3 Comments

  1. Nice but they say less is more. Here’s my rewrite of your lovely piece. 🙂
    “An old piece of paper amid crumpled leaves.
    A confession, an apology, the deepest truth.
    Shriveled, lost, forgotten.
    Will it find the one who sings the same song?”

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