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Day 189 - and the poetry just keeps on comin' . . .

>> Wednesday, March 17, 2010

it stops me

the memory of your gaze

it cuts deep

the truth of not coming back


how could I have known
what should I have done


it shouts back

a constant noise that plagues me

it pulls at

the darkest void within me


how could I have known
what should I have done


you reach out

to put your hand on my heart

you cry too

your tears are ice on my hand


how could I have known


I know
I've always known

2 comments:

Sara March 18, 2010 at 12:33 AM  

this one is my fave!
pleassseee make music out of it!
PLEASE
PLEASE
PLEASE!

Suzanne March 18, 2010 at 6:08 PM  

LOL, awww - thanks Sara! I might just do that! I'll see if I can come up with a cool melody for it.

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