Tres Largos Meses

Tres Largos Meses

A Poem by words of rooted design
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3 months, 13 weeks, 93 days.

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Long hours
the passing of weeks 
in all my thoughts you exist
there hasn't been a day
even a dream without a weep
in all my thoughts you still exist
the vague memories haunt
theres pain in a mere reminisce
in my thoughts I wish you didn't exist. 

















© 2012 words of rooted design


Author's Note

words of rooted design
But in none of your thoughts did i ever exist.

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Added on November 20, 2012
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