By Wing
Date: 12 February 2001
Whisper my name
Whisper my name, I hear you call.
From a long distant apart.
Sore in my lips, pain in the throat, calling out for you too constantly.
Your name embraces me so much, I want to write it over until I break.
I closes my eyes and still read your mind.
When your name gets too complicated to say,
I call out to you by beats of my heart.
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