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I try to bury the truth beyond the reaches of my mind
My guilt. My betrayal. My need.
Haunted by words left unsaid.
Silence hanging in the air.
The weight of disappointment, crushing in its measure.
No answers. No reason. No excuse.
A void, an emptiness. 
What have I brought upon us?
No forgiveness. No time left to us.
And the hours of nothingness stretching before us.
And all I want is him.


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Then
Date: Monday, 4th June 2012 @ 07:44:19 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: thesinner
Echoes of the past.
I try to bury the truth beyond the reaches of my mind
My guilt. My betrayal. My need.
Haunted by words left unsaid.
Silence hanging in the air.
The weight of disappointment, crushing in its measure.
No answers. No reason. No excuse.
A void, an emptiness. 
What have I brought upon us?
No forgiveness. No time left to us.
And the hours of nothingness stretching before us.
And all I want is him.




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