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Thursday, September 20, 2012

HELLO?





Can you hear me now?
Or were too many words spoken?
The beautiful lies spilling from your lips
Left me twisted and torn.
My words bitter, harsh, and cold;
Rushing like a broken levee.
Did you feel the unspoken questions
Pass between us
That we left unanswered?
Now we’ll never know…
Nothing but the loud roar of silence
No birds sing in the treetops
No heart beats in our chest
No music carried on the breeze
No more whispers in the night.
I’m sorry…

©Feb 26, 2011 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic

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