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Cul-de-sac

door killea

Cul-de-sac





I hear your voice, you call
words spoken, much unsaid
we speak of undying love
from an empty bed
in your reproach heard
tears you cannot cry
the questions left open
as there is no need to reply
there is no comfort, none
neither honour in sacrifice
nor in holy, bleeding pleas
your constant absence
brings me to my knees
hold on, hold on, just wait
although we say goodbye
you call again, and say
darling, hold on, it is I,
the discourse begins again
of how long, where
and when…



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8_96uyfmqgo

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• andremoortgat
  Hold on,
  I hear your voice...
  killea: and I yours Andre, thank you
  xx
  j

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