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Dec 2018
It is the

barren place

of silence and lost

eyes,


and long deep sighs

of the sweetest

sorrow that I remember

you best.



hopes and dreams

stumbling past

my eyes like

a three-legged

dog , turning right

turning right

turning right.


always ending up

in the same

place it started.


my waterfall tears

expired my fate

is simply that

I no longer

hold your interest anymore.


like a small

child discarding

a once favorite

toy.


I will not

be welcomed

back.


and the wonder

of it all


is that I wasn't

ready to leave.


I never would

of been ready

to leave,


but that was

not my dream

it was yours,


and now love is dead,


and like a dried and

nasty smelling

womb,



God knows

in your heart

for me.


my love will

never grow

again.
Written by
Napolis  66/M/california
(66/M/california)   
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