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Unspoken Words

By Cwm

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

Sitting here, as though we don't exist, ignoring the joys, of the limited bliss. No longer do we speak and kiss, when we're apart from each other,us, we don't miss. Staring at each other, thinking of words for clever, but no words is spoken, not now or ever. Drifting far away, to the abyss, unspoken words,traveling far into the mist, unable to hold the places hard in my fist. Words trying to quietly speak, trying to finally end this lonely repeat. Unspoken words, silently flying away, lack of communication another day, forcing friendships to a silently end, where they started, as a word-less stray. ~CWMSilence gets us no where, way to fast. ~staind song: For you: Written March 13th, 2002 © on Mar 13 2002 10:52 AM PST   0 • 10

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