April 5, 2016

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My world is currently filled

With the silent chirping of quiet birds,

My heart right now is broken,

From empty promises and blank words.


And despite me trying to stop it,

Your footprints lead their way

There's nothing that I can do,

There's nothing that I can say.


I watch you walk down

The cracked winding street

But my words don't fly to you,

They fall away at your feet.

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