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By B.K. Date: 2020 Mar 13 Comment on this Work [[2020.03.13.00.45.17707]] |
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One tries not to think about you But your name appeared Out of nowhere And suddenly I heard you laugh And missed your voice It wraps around me Like cashmere against the cold Enveloping my senses Leaving a desire of more You are a story in itself You walked through the fire And came out singed but whole I should have found a way To hold on to you The rest are still here In one way or another But you I think I upset most Regardless of the rest In all of this uncertainty I guess I just wanted to hear That you are safe and loved And we are both forgiven bk Three thirteen twenty twenty Twelve twenty six am |