Echoes of Disaster

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We still carry the scars
In our smile sometimes
In the way
We say certain words
Softer than others
Like we do not 
want to remember
The pain
We tried so hard
To forget

In the way we try
To live light
So the Universe
Has nothing else
To claim from us
Love less
Lose less

We still hear the echoes
The loving words
Charming promises
Lingering hugs
Stolen kisses
Long hours
Tearing into eachother


We still remember
The thrusts
The climax
The tears they bought
As our souls entwined
Spoke words
Promised eternity

We still feel
Echoes of pain
Sharp tingles
Broken souls
Wasted tears
All that's left
After they left




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Comments

Grace Ekong said…
@Unknown A thousand Thankss for reading and for your nice word.
20 November 2019 at 19:05
Unknown said…
Now I'm so emotional 😣
20 November 2019 at 19:23
Grace Ekong said…
@Unknown sending Hugssssss! Thanks for reading
20 November 2019 at 19:30
Anonymous said…
Hmmm
Words that touch my heart
And also speaks to me.
22 June 2022 at 23:03

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