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Voice

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leaves rustle in a dance
the wind, their live band
birds, their vocal ensemble
but your voice remains still
not a sound to be heard

leaves rustle on a tome
your words printed out and bound
inked clues guide memories
but your voice still remains -
faded familiar sound

leave, just leave without a word
your thoughts riding on the wind
echo back that distant call
bring to life this one last time
the hearts you left behind



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— crypticbard, Jul 21, 2008

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Region, Country: West Moreton, AUS

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zarul

17 years 10 months ago

lovely

im spellbound by this poem well, for this is the 1st time i see u here, NICE TO MEET YOU