Hope For Someday, by BrwnEyes
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You’re sitting there with vacant eyes.
Why have you shut me out?
Why aren’t you sad?
Are you afraid to cry?
I slide over on the couch,
Hesitant, and aware.
I lift my hand up,
And run my fingers through your hair.
I want to speak,
To say something to help.
But I know that words…
They won’t break this shell.
So, I sit here with you,
Silence all around us.
Basking in the agony,
This tragedy has brought us.
I close my eyes,
Turning my head away.
Wishing that these scars would heal,
Hoping that we'd be ok, somehow... Someday
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Posted: 2007-04-27 17:55:47 UTC |
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2007-04-28 20:16:27 | Angel of Music |
This is really good. I really like the way you have written it. :) |