Whispers by John DeBona

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Whispers

Whispers in the night
Darkened voices of yesterday
Weary from the fight
And theres nothing left to say
Screams inside my head
Blood runs thick and cold
Words I should have said
But I never was that bold.
Dreams in my mind
Visions of a different time
Love I left behind
Sadness left me blind

John DeBona

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C.R. Ebowski (3/27/2007 1:30:00 PM)
You have captured the lingering of discarded emotions. Well done.

Tony Fiona (3/25/2007 11:41:00 AM)
childhood trauma mixed
with the choice of spouse
as parent figure.
press on towards the
mark

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