Those endlessly glorious days
Laughter, love, and I swear you could feel a sense of a carefree spirit
Everything was marvelously splendid
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Once we aged and matured things...changed
That love died down
The laughter, another muffled sound
The carefree spirits warm energy no longer waded around us
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It wasn't the loss but the drifting that tore me to shreds
The aching, agonizing need for something, anything
Beyond that immense pain came the silence
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I remember someone saying that some forms of silence are worse than all means of shouting
Being a naïve child I mistook this wisdom for another cliché
Now, now I know what they meant
No words have struck me as dastardly as the silence
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The Lost: A collection of emotions
PoetryThis collection of poetry I wrote is mostly Free lance. Most of the inspiration is from heartbreak, so bear with me. It might get confusing, but hey it happens. Please if you use anything cite my work or tag me☺️. I'm really trying to update more of...
