Tuesday, April 30, 2013

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How can I complain?
When I have wished for whats before me?
What I have feared, so quickly appeared.
I never noticed how it ran
-right through me.

Where are you? Why are you here?
I gave a good long look
Well after you had vanished
and often called, fully knowing
that you could not hear.

I witnessed the change
the dimming of a light that filled the room
the paling of white walls

I cant even hear myself thinking
In the loudness of your laughter

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