Saturday, 29 August 2015

Silence

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I hid myself in the rainfall

His eyes resembled the pain I was having

I wondered about his pining thoughts

But as always he chose his backing

Memories run with flying colours

In the blues I pondered his reasons

Scribbled thoughts created words

Confused in range I lost the essence

I let him go in the heaviness

The tunes that created tears in the sadness

Haunting thoughts of falling drops

Reminded me in my weakness

In the silence I asked the question

In the blankness I missed the sign

I felt the wetness on my cheek

Its chillness ran down my spine

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