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Shush.

Shush. (I don’t exist today).

I’m a figment of your mind at play.

 

Shush. (I hear not what you said).

Your anger does not enshroud my head.

 

Shush. (Those memories do not linger).

The song is gone, so is the singer.

 

Shush. (You don’t exist to me).

We never touched, you did not flee.

 

Shush. (This heart does not feel deeply).

You did not sell your soul so cheaply.

 

Shush. (The moments don’t click by.)

Mans creation; an imagined lie.

 

Shush. (Reality is not near).

Don’t disagree; you are not here.

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Written by
lori-jean
American
Published
Mar 28, 2011
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copyright 03.28.2012 Lori Jean Vance

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