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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Troubles will come and they will pass.

Submitted: September 27, 2017

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Submitted: September 27, 2017



 You don't see me

you can't hear me.


The heat of the day burns up

my skin.


The shade cools down

my eyes. 


The warmth of the air

takes my breath away.


I have no place to run

away from

nor to hide.


You change my mind

every time.


Making me think better

of our time.  


Never lying to me,

I lay before you

brought to life;

killed by the warmth

of painful words from the



The icy cold waters

of your breath

rush over me.


The warmth of your truth

comforts me.


The ashes of everything


chokes me up.


The smoke vanishes up

into the blinding

burning sunlight.


The shadow of my ghost

dances with weightlessness

everywhere you go.


You don't see me

you can't hear me. 







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