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Your Absence
Contributed by
SunshineBananas17
on
Wednesday, 7th April 2010 @ 10:48:46 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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It is cold here
I reside in this emptiness for both of us
too much space…
With cobwebs inhabiting white-washed barriers
Lame love songs break the silence
but the quiet is stubborn
I am cold here
Waiting…
I sit with every successive minute biting at my hope
hope…you arrive from the damp depths of your bitter heart
Murky
A vague, distant, dim place
Arrive with open arms
I urge for the sweet vibration of your presence
to deafen the stillness
saving me from living this lie
I’ve run away…too far
So far from the warmth of you
The security of your heart
Save me
Take me from this rimy place
Comfort the sulky clamor
Tame the biting air, the minutes, the absence
…too cold here, and I do not think it’s because I lack sheathing
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Re: Your Absence
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Friday, 9th April 2010 @ 09:04:07 AM AEST (User
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Oh, how wonderfully you have captured the coldness of absence. The depth in your words is almost too much for my heart to absorb. Perfectly placed lines and emotion here. Well done. Excellent post.
Seléne ~
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