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About the ways and days she shone
Even so, the distant ache crept through his bones
Call it heartbreak, masquerading telephones
Kept up a charade of smiles, so light
Words were exchanged, only for a moment
Until the tender currency all spent
Leave Darkness flood the banks with Heaven's rent
And torn his lines to remnants tattered
His thinking that the feelings mattered,
Perhaps they did or they never might
Kept up a charade of smiles, So Light?
He used to write her every night ...
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2016-04-13 at 01:30
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Every Night
He used to write her every nightAbout the ways and days she shone
Even so, the distant ache crept through his bones
Call it heartbreak, masquerading telephones
Kept up a charade of smiles, so light
Words were exchanged, only for a moment
Until the tender currency all spent
Leave Darkness flood the banks with Heaven's rent
And torn his lines to remnants tattered
His thinking that the feelings mattered,
Perhaps they did or they never might
Kept up a charade of smiles, So Light?
He used to write her every night ...
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
Read 501 times
Written on 2016-04-13 at 01:30
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