They Dont Leave
spirts crest upon a lower chest
seeking it's misfortune
bodies once awaited
forever now vanished
dreams floated abouve;
uncompleted
Anger locked inside
never released to the open
regrtes never apoligized
all your suffres
all your pains
they don't leave when you do
but rather hang in the air
patronizing you
Copyright © Erika Araujo | Year Posted 2008
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