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Thursday, February 5, 2015

No Words

Awaiting your touch
Heart doth leap
No kiss returned
Eternal I weep

Desolate broken
No will to speak
Unable to continue
Timid so weak

Calling out
Searching so far
No hopes no dreams
No shooting star

Given way
Apathy then shame
No miracle persistence
Self loathing then blame

No body to continue
Essence no more
No words be written
Life a closed door
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