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Closure

Closure

Don’t look for me behind closed doors or drapes and shuttered blind;

Don’t look for me in crowded rooms because you’ll never find

A hint, a shadow or a sign that I was ever there,

No essence of me can be found if nothing left to care…

Don’t look for me within the dark and tragic lonely place

You hide your feelings all the time…I’m not there, not a trace;

I won’t appear within the ether nor the mists of time

I’m gone forever and entire there’s nothing left that’s mine;

Don’t look for me- don’t call my name -don’t think of me with pain

Just leave the past all undisturbed and learn to live again……..

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Deborah Evans

Hi Ā Lyrica Your write has a sad Ā profound tone but IĀ also felt
notes of new beginnings
I very much enjoyed Ā Great writeĀ 
Welcome to CosmoĀ 
Best wishes DebsĀ 

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Martia

Lyrically, this is beautiful. You're good. I had to smile at the advert below it, however: 'Terrible at singing?' Not you!! Guess who this is. Martia. XxĀ 

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