Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Wednesday Morning 3 A.M.


You always whispered, you never really had a voice to say anything and be heard
everybody thought you were mumbling, just slurring your words after having too much to drink
now we are here in silence and i'm on top of your grave wanting to make love to your spirit
wanting to see your smile wanting to know wanting to have wanting to hold you in my arms
one last time... i know everything will be alright like bobby says no woman no cry
we must keep moving forward even as tears fill our eyes...
as the city turns to mourning, will the leaves continue to fall??
not sure what i feel right now... sadness can't possibly explain it all


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