I can't talk, yet can lie, can deceive,
even kill.
You can't see me; yet I can be see in
Sleep even awake.
You can't touch me; yet, I feel your pain,
Sadness even joy!
I can't hear sounds but you hear my echo
I can't cry but can make you shed
Many tears,
I don't have a language because
You speak me
Therefore, if you're not ME then,
WHO"S LOVE?
By
Almedia Knight-Oliver
December 9,2012
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