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Oct 2013
Even though your not here
I still hear whispers in my ear
They come to me so soft and sweet
They make my heart skip a beat

The beauty of your voice so clear
Sounds so rich and oh so near
They come to me in clouded dreams
Oh so soft but as clear as screams

But then I wake to find you gone
And slug out of bed to face the day
And even though your not here
I still hear whispers in my ear
© Zachary J Morsette 2013
Zachary J Morsette
Written by
Zachary J Morsette  Minnesota Nice
(Minnesota Nice)   
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