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Semantics

Where can I find the words?
Those that have left me
Been looking everywhere
Deluge in a graveyard of memories

Elusive and fleeting,
They come and they go
They visit in a heartbeat
Primal emotions they sow

These words, they are shadows
Haunting my waking dreams
Almost within my grasp
Held firmly, or so it seems

For whence I try to summon them
I find that they are gone
Bereft of these words
Life, to me, will never come

~aleck solier c.2016

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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