Falling, Falling, Falling
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Dark and haunting, murmuring, he talks sweetly,
plunging a dagger deep into my heart,
and my tears are falling and drifting;
hearing my love whispering from his tomb,
and I am falling, falling, falling, weeping.
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January 23, 2019
Poetry/Verse/Falling, Falling, Falling
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Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2019
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