People speak;
And then the air is still,
Still forevermore,
Moments are strung together
But then cast away
On the oceans of time;
We once spoke,
With boldness and youth
With the courage of tomorrow
Still in sight,
When everything
Was going to be all right.
I can still hear your voice
Drifting back to me,
The breaths breathed
The looks given,
A touch here and there,
But fleeting;
And now none of this exists
It never happened
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Author:
Paul Gerard Reed (
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Comments1
A touching and beautifully written piece which i enjoyed reading
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