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Nov 2011
I close my eyes; feel the melody;
Turn the volume down, it comes so softly -
Let it flow freely, in the air for forever -
And at the end, let it come in a whisper.

You hear another sound - the silence of tears
Of a broken heart urging for comfort to fears.
You, and only you, can hear this quiet pain
It is up to you to help them now regain.

For no one else can ease the agony;
This here now a fragmented ardency
Was once a great passion far inflamed
By the mere mention of her name.

So here now before you, a shattered soul
Incite a new passion, and expel the old.
Please, I beg you, warmth from this cold -
All these maddening thoughts of her -
Help my mind to clarity return
I'll be waiting for that whisper
Daniel Jay Sacbibit
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Daniel Jay Sacbibit
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