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D A W N Feb 2018
ever since you left
the pages of my book has been collecting dust ever since you left.
you walked out of the door
carelessly,recklessly, tremendously walking in and out
like a doormat
ever since you left
every word, every letter, every punctuation has been losing it's sole purpose
i have lost the vocabulary of putting my thoughts into paper
expressing every emotion into deep, meaningless words that you wouldnt even read.
you walked out of the door
with my poetry and love with you.
Laura Mankowski Apr 2014
In the late hours, when life tiptoes around the stillness
The silence speaks volumes, screams to be heard
It carries to every dark corner and crevice, echoing in the emptiness
Awakening the shadows where your ghost lives
You visit me in the stillness
The silence
Remind me you’re always there
You come to me when the rest of the world
Is quietly sleeping
Busy forgetting
But not me
I wait for you
To let you know I remember
Wait for you
To let me sleep

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