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Jan 2017
4am
Darkest Hour
Before Dawn,
Everything is Still
The Universe Asleep
But I'm Wide Awake,
I Hear No Sounds
But Only The Sound
Of My Heart Beat
Beating In Agony,
Whenever I Try to close
My Eyes
All I See Is Memories
Of You
And The History
We Share,
A Happy One
To You
A Painful One
To Me,
And
So I Decided
To Pay My Journal
A Visit,
Play With Ink
Cos That's Where I Find
Sympathy,
It is Not What You Said
But What You Never Said
Tearing Me Apart,
I Always Knew
You'd One Day Leave
And Had Made Peace
With It,
I Just Thought
At least I Was Entitled
To A Goodbye
But.......No
You Never Said It
You Just Left.....
And.....
Now I'm Torn.....

© 2016
Taetso Jojo.
Taetso Tshegofatso Makutu
Written by
Taetso Tshegofatso Makutu  Nelspruit ,south Africa
(Nelspruit ,south Africa)   
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