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shame lies restless
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whole lotta other stuff feel a breeze that can cause a shiver
where white noise borders throughout the night
winding tightly around coiled accusation
hard to find essence vanished in the dark
as shame lies restless on the tongue
losing its voice in modern proclamation
there is no light at the tattered edges all that is left from this rough quotation
is the last line that gives new meaning and prompts a rereading
I ALWAYS reread yours. This
I ALWAYS reread yours.
This seems to describe my nights as of late.
I may be projecting my own meaning based on current experience.
There is nothing left to say, yet I replay the conversations comemorating such an abrupt and coarse ending.
And the white noise doesn't cover it enough to allow me to sleep.
<sigh>
Every Line, A Gem
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