Bill Is Wrong
it is not in the ruins
where you move without a sound
what Bill says is wrong
it is all recalled, noisily...
in the pounding of my heart
in my mind that hears you
in my dreams where you still sing
in my fantasy where you shout it aloud
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Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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