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Silent Reverberation

Everything gets quiet when I think of you. The room gets a little bit smaller as the walls creep inward Slowly Upon me, Suffocating me and intoxicating my mind The clock ticks. Ticks. Ticks a little louder, A little more slowly As the seconds seem to elongate themselves through eternity. Each grain placed gently upon the last, with time in between. My heart beats a little bit faster and my thoughts race to keep pace I can't tell you what I'm thinking because The next thought drowns the last Second by second I rock back and forth, slowly, thinking of you As the sun sleeps I dream of you. My eyes glisten when I imagine that slanted smile on to your face I wish I could be there to see it. I wish I could love you like I want to Like I used to. That song has faded The intermission has begun, Preceding the next ensemble. The silence no longer torments me. I am no longer trapped when I think of you. In the silence, I hear collective chants for an encore. Another chance to play it right. Another chance to show my capacity. To outplay my heart and pour out what’s inside.
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Written by
ron-peacock-jr
American
Published
Feb 19, 2015
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30·204
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#love#ex#time#romantic#reminiscent#reverb
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