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Sabine Borrageiro

Rookie (29 january 1963 / cape town)

The End


i sit and gaze
upon the page
devoid of word
its emptiness fills me
lack-lustre
and bare
your silence thunders
through my quiet room
my eyes must grow
accustomed
to this blank canvas
which was once filled
with your beauty
your passion
your strength
i miss your words!
i miss your smile!
perhaps
in another time
in some other place
i would've put your words
to the sound
of your gentle voice
but for now
i must close this book
the story has ended
and you shall remain
the final chapter

Submitted: Tuesday, May 06, 2008

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  • Rookie Martin De Beer (11/28/2008 9:17:00 AM)

    What I don't understand is why why there are always a end? ? ? ?
    Please don't you ever stop to wright. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Mandi Ducroq (5/6/2008 7:40:00 AM)

    Wow! What powerful sentiments are expressed here... very well written, absolutely beautiful! (Report) Reply

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