All the good fades away
As not silence grows
Words left unspoken
Weight by waiting
Changing the curvature of the world
A tongue
(the longer held)
Weeps for want of striking waves
Loss compounds loss as she slips away
Last chances kissed away
Soft filaments stitched gossamer
Hopes delight fades gray
Heart silent
In waking
So beautiful
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Thank you!
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So talented my friend
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Since I often think that I don’t know what the hell I’m doing, I really appreciate it
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