Trembling

by Lushed   Jan 8, 2005


I'm sitting here.
Talking to you.
Saying things the truth doesn't even resemble.
I say one word,
and my mouth begins to tremble.

And now I'm sitting alone.
Thinking back
Remembering,
Trembling.

Before it fell.
Before it all was lost.
I am remembering
Sitting in the warmth.
But still.
I cant stop trembling.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Alex D

    i liked it alot.. keep up the good work i wanna see more from you(you prolly have lots but its only my second day on the site)

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