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He Still Whispers

There are signs Which tell me that you’ve been here Uncontrollable signs Like my repeating your name out loud Over and over Or the carefully folded corner Of a book that you left Unfinished Some of these I can remove While others that remain Like my heart You have taken far away And though I have promised To never speak your name again Occasionally When no one can hear I still whisper

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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