By cjking
Submitted by hairdiva
Date: 2007 Jan 04
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Echo

So I get up and go about my day
Trying to find joy in things (anything)
When all I really want to do
is stand next to you;
to touch you.

There is emptiness in everything
In everything, a stale, vibrating lack
of what I would want life to be
And the cold outside reflects
My heart, a resounding echo.

An echo with no sound.