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Nov 2018
I watch unnoticed from the shadows
The sound of your sorrow
Travels past your lips
into my ears
I feel a jolt of sadness
My eyes trace the lines of your familiar face
In despair you pick up a guitar
Smashing the railing in front of you
Over and over
Bits of the guitar flying around
A final wail from your lips
As you fling the beautiful damaged instrument
Into the canal
My hand covers my mouth
To keep my horrified gasp inside
Sadly dejectedly your eyes stare at the remains
Floating on the once again still waters
I wish I could talk to you
Cry with you
Sooth your tortured feelings
Tortured thoughts
I don't feel you would welcome my invasion
Into this privacy
It's not my place
But as I drift awake from this dream
I can't help this thought
From escaping
Never give up!
Tamara
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