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Saturday, 23 March 2013

Silent tears


I lie asleep clutching the blue red pillows
You would remember them
And the memories Hit me back.
I stifle and wipe a tear,
My body arches forward, 
Unable to take the pain
I moan into the pillow, 
Wet tears staining them.
Lost, and confused, 
Ghost of your smile and hands.
I remember them
Only very vividly.
Lost in my tears.
Unable to switch off my emotions
Alas sleep evades me my love.





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