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I should have spoke

I lay awake with hopeless thoughts of you.

It seems that somewhere down this path,

I lost the smile and the laughter too.

Where did our passion flea?

How could something done with ease,

Just disappear like a winter breeze?

 

Staring at this canvas of my soul,

my thoughts start to fade away.

Deep into my lost subconscious,

I hope to find the words to say.

Farther down the hole i tumble,

until I land on that rainy day.

 

The storm was screaming with it’s tears.

The wind was blowing in every direction.

Soaked to the bone your makeup smears,

Unmasked by the storm inside,

I noticed the angel doomed to hide.

 

I was lost and forgotten in a crowd of faces.

Nothing worth your praised attention.

Yet you picked on me day to day.

You colored my arms in every shade.

The words you wrote I wished to say.

 

I love Clarice

I love Clarice

Everywhere you wrote.

I love Clarice

Is what I should have spoke.

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Written by
dylan-chase-clifton
American
Published
Mar 29, 2014
Lines·Words
27·168
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To the love of my life, Clarice

Tags
#love#memories#romance#sweet
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