Last night,
10:30 p.m.
I got the most distressing phone call
I could ever hear in my entire life.
For her words were painful,
Unfaithful,
Unbelievable.
But, at the same time,
I had no other choice
But to believe in her voice.
Her tone was unmistakable,
Unbreakable,
But wavered at the same time.
She has given up.
And all I could say was to
Not give up.
But it isn't easy,
If anything, it is the more uneasy
And scary thing someone
Could ever listen,
Understand the real condition,
And know that this is real.
She has given up.
And all I could say was not to.
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As Time Slows Around Us [Poetry]
PoetryAs complicated as time itself, like the silent conversations with the moon and sun, lie the complexity of the screaming but silent thoughts of the stars. "All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream." ...
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