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Dec 2012
I tried to speak
but my words became lost
within the
emptiness of each sigh...

something
was missing from
your eyes

from your lips

where is the rose
so soft
and vibrant
gone
plucked from your cheeks...

what ails ones heart so

as to steal
the very laughter
from her kiss...

the very twinkle
from her eyes.

All I have to offer is my shoulder
my arms
my ears

but humble as they are

they are yours...

Always.
Written by
DieingEmbers
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