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Ache
Hesitant;
Not wanting to hear what you have to say.
Deafened,
By the beating of my own heart.
Watching;
Your lips move.
I have no choice but to fall backwards,
As my eyes close.
Remembering,
All that I’ve wanted.
Forgotten
I cannot help,
But think of better times;
Although there was always a current,
Waiting;
To sweep me under-
And there lays you
Seeing,
Through my façade-
My sorrow.
You, out of all eyes, would know
For you were the one;
You caused this pain.
Agonizing
Make this end;
This throbbing;
This ache.
