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For What We Have Become (30-Dec-2008)

09 Aug

I’m sorry if I could not hold your gaze;

quickly shying away from your mere presence

but secretly smiling inside.

I’m sorry if I could not start a conversation

the words from my dry mouth die like embers

‘Cause some things are good to keep

better untold

best unnoticed

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Posted by on August 9, 2012 in poetry, thoughts

 

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