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Sitting In A far away bench

Poetry By: NellyNel

My first works in a month. Hope it soothes my expectations.

Submitted:Jul 11, 2012    Reads: 8    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

Its hard for me to say hello
And as the silence grows
The music plays slow
The weeping tears of the many hellos

Why do you weep with silence as you sit?
Why do you look afar where the nothings beat?
Across this sleeping light
The winds for our words fight

Step one is nothing to say
You smile shyly as death haunts the day
You wonder how to speak
As if it was something your parents never did

We lower our standars as i must walk away
I wonder in my mind why didnt love flow
I lost the chance to find, to know
To say hello As if we were in a fray

Now were miles apart
And i never heard the sound of your voice
Nor to be the angel of your only choice
It doesn't hurt worse than a heartbreak
But my unknown company please for our sake
Become beautiful as you walk with your heart.


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