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The Silence Of Your Voice
The Silence Of Your Voice
No new day have I seen since you went away, like trying to empty the oceans with a spoon, tears fall in the hole left so deep in my soul.
Words spoken spin like a vortex never leaving always hurting, promises of a life together fading before it began, friendship never ending but true love was always over the never ending horizon.
Days like today when I wish a line was there, to call you up to ease this troubled mind. Heavens number would be called more than once, like the messages we used share in that time not so long ago.
Memories reach from deep inside, dark as the void between galaxies far away, shining their light but heat never felt, the feeling I wish you could take from me.
Your pictures tease of happy days now long since past, summer times when we were young, help ease the silence of not hearing your voice in the winter as I grow old.
By
Patrick D
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Patrick Dacosta
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