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In response to Shelley's, "Music, When Soft...
Voices quieted, music no longer heard...
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Death the eternal sleep
Loneliness...
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The perpetual travel,
A climb to the top...
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And so for where it starts
Is where it ends...
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Remember me when she ask about your past
Tell her what we had, never meant to last...
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She sits all alone.
No one there...
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Again been playing those "get over him"...
Trying to fool myself as I'm singing passionately...
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In this eternal moment of complete silence...I am...
I reflect on all those things long gone...back to...
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**This poem is long overdue to someone who I know...
We stood tall just like the mighty Elm...
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Daddy
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by HuRtInG bEcAuSe Of YoU
Daddy-
Where are you when I need you...
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Thoughts turn inwards
I deliver myself...
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Ruthless shadows creeping in the night
Fingers reaching out towards lost souls...