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Isobel G
Poems
Sep 2014
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His voice trails off like
a soft caress.
I can almost hear
the tremble on his lips
at the close;
the vibrations reverberating
through my ears.
I can't escape the darkness
of his terrible stare,
the determination burned into
the black stars of his eyes.
It makes me want to fall apart,
that gravitational pull
like a hook through my ribs,
caught on my lungs.
Β©Nicola-Isobel H. 10.09.2014
Written by
Isobel G
28/F/Australia
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