Thursday, September 25, 2014

[395] All of You

Words falling on deafened ears.
I said it's too loud in here!
To say it once, then over again
I no longer hear you, I only pretend.

Dead in the eyes unable to move
Dart back and forth now begging to prove
Up and about yet nothing calls
Littlest life of something that crawls

Carry unto one form to the next
Leaving you empty now perplexed
Will nor whisper proving it true
I'd put it away, were I you.

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