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Music in an Empty Room

There have been many times when
I wanted to call out of the blue.
Torn between memories and reality,
The love I once held is no longer true.

I know I'm the very last person
To ever flash across your mind.
Like music in an empty room,
Times shared is a ghost left behind.

I longed to both love and hate you,
To have a payment for the past.
Naively I thought our friendship
Was special enough to really last.

I've known regret, pain and loss;
Trust, faith and true love are kind.
With fond thoughts, memories honored,
Echoes of music are given to the wind.

Doorways

Lingering inside the doorway
caught between two worlds;
pleading to remain here in
the safety of the dream,
unwilling to be a part of
that chaos called reality.
Surrounded by a myriad of
sounds instead of silence,
longing for the refuge
belonging to the deepest sleep.
Regret, sorrow and despair,
without a place to shadow,
soon disappear like smoke
drifting away in the breeze.

Writings 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5 , 6 , 7 , 8 , 9 , 10 , 11 , 12

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