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His Absence

Poetry By: rebel
Poetry



Suppose I'm just too pessimistic for my own good...let me know what you think.


Submitted:Oct 4, 2008    Reads: 137    Comments: 2    Likes: 3   


Not a word,

Not a sign,

Not a breath of you.

Not a hope,

Not a will,

Not a scent of you.

Relax, I say.

He will return.

The absence is,

A lasting burn.

Not a sight,

Not a sound,

Not a chance of you.

Nothing.





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