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poem is never finished, only abandoned. ~Paul Val�ry
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In A Whisper
The promises you made broke the spell They were in vain They were insane and there was no need For you to lie But lie you did Oh what a sin Cannot be forgiven But I need to go on living And there is no need For me to cry. My heart breaks Your lips speak But can you listen? What is still missing From this puzzle? And there was no need For love to die. But die it did A slow, painful death It gasped your name With it's last breath And there was no need For you to walk away. You hold within you All that I am But you do not hold sacred That which you have damned... raw || truth |