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Only silent tears

Love....I was mortified at the thought of it being over, yet somehow I breath and live without you now, just as before,  only silent tears accompany my sobbing cry,  my heart it feels that soulful void and your existence stains the floorboards only to remind me of my travels,  and that any shade of red Would look good with my blue eyes

...I found myself just thinking of you again,  in the hours passed where had you gone, if at all you think of us
We really missed that brighter dawn
Only to lay Beneath the open sky
And claim ever one shinning star as our own, yet leave behind that universe we created where love is now forlorn 

Had all the roses dried up to die, before their scented presence known, in all the ways that love could matter most, it was the burning of my own
For I had such a fire burning,  you weave the smoke in signals cast, yet when you felt it so eternal
Smothered it with ill and past, for I had hoped you would stay, and you would be my lasting love

Yet night life comes with bitterness 
But sweetly etched the soul in light 
And I have no yet given in, and for you shall always fight...
...for that glorified moment when embracing doesn't mean our bodies touch, but fill the soul within a heaven, and come to love as much.

 

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