Unspoken words and
Passing looks,
Attempts at understanding -
blankness.
Silent pleas and calls
The rain falling against
my skin. The sun was
piercing, burning.
Scars of the past
and present. The
moon showed all
but hid from you.
Silent pleas
tears
falling
darkness.
Silence, alone
The only answer to my call
Was the wind and the moon,
Not you.
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