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About This Poem
Nicholas
Pluck your soft and gentle strums,
Forcing out your fading hums
Sing forgotton words, now empty,
That used to tug my tears a plenty
Whisper through soft lips, the truth,
Awakening your dying youth
Words of saddening emptiness,
Between the Bars, just one more kiss
Mumbling lyrics, fumbling strums,
Forcing out the softest hums
Brush the air with every breath,
Until all sound is put to death
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