I want silence when I feel you in the room. I need the smooth tones when I'm in the mood. I feel to soothe your bones that have been cursed with rules. I love when you are free to embrace the clues. Solving this puzzle of rebuttal. Over and over our converse is great but I want silence when it comes to the past earthquakes. Shaken you are now stirred confused on the balance with shredded and tattered nerves. I can't hear of the men that broke your heart be and raped your spirit with a social assualt. I walk upright. I am man. I cringe at that part that took your feet out of the sand. I want silence from the wake of the clad dreams you made but died. I feel weak when I think of another inside! I love you! I fight for you and my guard is here to stay but your past life I will pass on for now and today. From tomorrow on I cannot say but if silence is kept for my heart not to wept then I think I'll be fine.
cliffonedge
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alexiscoon4135 says: Wow! This was absolutely beautiful! |
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after vision says: the heart wants what the heart wants my poet |
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