From a noisy soul
Comes a question
From a silent world
Comes no answer
With no comfort there
And nothing but darkness near
She hides in her cocoon
Of insecure fear
While in her heart festers
Curiosity to hear
Some kind of reply
From the vacant faces
Nothing but empty echoes for her tears
When the tears are dry
And she no longer tries
No one comes to look at her
But the warm night sky
Yet the moon is blocked
By one single cloud
Her Heart still locked
She dares to ask out loud
"What does it feel like"
She asks the hidden moon that night
"To be loved?"
Try though she might
She could hear no whisper from above
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Comments
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I loved your phrases
I loved the picture you painted
Sincerely beautiful
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Do you know something?
I have never ever even once
had to spell
or type
or even write the word cocoon.
Is that really how you spell it?
Hmm... lol
Good write - I love it,
very well done.
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