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listening to the rain
By Taunting The Reaper
I can hear you
lost in between
an echo and my pain
you speak softly
gracing me with words
that even fools can understand
I am that fool
a fool for you
tearing at my lips
searching for the place
I buried your very last kiss
I left it deep within me
latched onto my very last breath
I hear you fine now
your faintest whisper
that bludgeons me
with flavors from the grave
I have grown weary
yet I still listen
dancing with your memories
in the rain
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© 2008 William Bermudez
Published on Sunday, February 24, 2008.
Filed under: "Reflective" and
"Poetry"
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On Friday, April 4, 2008, RubyXero
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wrote:
nice emotion portrayal in here. subtle piece but mind satisfying none-the-less
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On Sunday, February 24, 2008, denver nitze
(256) wrote:
isn't rain great? always seems to come at the times we need it most. very visual intensely sad, yet comforting write. cheers.*tips glass and drinks heartily*
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