well. I am alone and heartbroken. But i will not forget nor let die this love. So every day i will compose some poetry for my love. whom i may never speak to or see again less it is in my dreams.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Disconnected
Missing the touch, Of my love so much, Calls to say goodnight, Her voice soothing, But, I no longer hear, And the pain is such, That i do not listen, As i did once.
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