Killing me softly - Fugees
Who am I?
He tried to capture
the perfection of my
being and I was left
all alone . . . just
listening to echoes
of my spoken or unspoken
words; some times right
some times wrong and I
became the misconception
of someone’s desires
I am Silence
Poetry by night soul woman
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Written on 2009-09-06 at 21:41
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