When everything reminds me of you,
I take a deep breath and smile,
We share the same skin,
Breathe the same air,
Hear each other think,
You'll always be here.
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The Voice of My Silence
PoetryThe words that he spat germinated and grew into the tree that overshadowed him What goes around.. From the author: vote and comment if you like what you see
