Monday, August 29, 2005

Dismal

Not a word….
From your end of the line
It’s as if we don’t know each other
And you were just killing time

Not a sound…
Thunder filled up the spaces
Where, your seeming voice
I should be hearing right now

Am I deaf?
Are you mute?
Or is it our hearts
That can hardly put up with this charade we’ve put on

Are you starving?
For the love, you know I could never satisfy
Are you wishing?
It’s not me you’re spending this time

I know…
I guess I already did long ago
And it hurts just the same
To live for the love, only I am feeling inside

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