the music pounds silently in my head
humming of what we had
your presence passes over me
haunting the rooms we touched
promises written spoken believed
broken still cut ever deep
small bundle of fear turned to hope
love blossomed into sacrifice
choices of those outside your tiny hands
scream curse selfishly unaware
future uncertain and unclear
arms reaching to hold you forced away
love and love heart given fully
outside your body everything shatters down
Black Coffee Tables
9 years ago
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