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Louise Jan 2018
I remember,
I remember it all,
I remember those days where I used to crawl,
As if lyrics can describe such a tremendous fall.

I hear the silence,
I hear the door,
I hear lovers quarrel at the start of a war,
As if thoughts of wonder are no more.

I’m lost for words,
I cannot speak,
My language is incomplete.

Your hand has taken my breath,
Your mouth has stolen my voice,
And you leave me with no choice.

I should go,
I must depart,
I wish you well,
Though you broke my heart;
There’s nothing left to do
But wave goodbye…

It is time
For me
To die
I don't know why I wrote this as it is a mix of fear and hope
  Jan 2018 Louise
Z R M
The more I think — the more I know —
That "I don't know" — is all I know —

The more I know — that I don't know —
The more I think — the more I know.

— The End —