Your voice was unexpected
when you picked up the phone
asking why I'd called again
afterall, you'd thought us done
But all my words stayed frozen
deep inside of me
twisting, deeply saddened
again they'd not be freed
We chat about where I've been
and where you are as well
within our two disparate lives
our secrecy, my hell
What did you think
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this is a really great poem and really well written, i really love it and a really great job. thanks for sharing
-penguin- -
i think that i 'ave 'ad more monents then i can count like this. where, suddenly all the things left unsaid, right there, waiting... waiting to fill the silence. but instead it gets filles wi' tint, simple words... words o' habit. and all the emotion we 'ave... goes undone... because realy... what do ye say to someone ye love more then life, but is worlds away?
wonderfly penned...
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