My Contemporary Ode
A soul’s confused
And tears are bitter
Don’t leave a heart bruised
Or a sweet sad whisper.
Those eyes are staring,
Filled with pain and longing,
A teardrop one hates to waste
Is more than a wound,
That cuts deep through.
Your silence is deafening-
It loudly vibrates
Your smile is threatening-
A doubt it so much gives.
water is deep,
It’s drowning me,
If your hand’s willing,
then hold me,
But if your drowning, too,
I'll drown with you...
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