I Hear Your Voice, It’s In My Own by Speaking Sorrow

Jul 2016

As the black fades to blue,
I feel my bones begin to ache for you.
Begging for that touch,
Begging for your love.

The sun rises on an ocean
And a *******

Writing to a ghost.

Written by

Speaking Sorrow 23/North Carolina

(23/North Carolina)

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