Him/HerA Poem by PassingdazeHe was alone... The air was stale, His heart heavy.
The tree he sat under was weeping... His mind was blank, Like the canvas of their love.
She couldn't look at him... The words had been said, The apologies forgotten.
The voices she heard were real... Throbbing in her head, Eternal wounds revealed.
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2 Reviews Added on June 28, 2010 Last Updated on June 28, 2010 AuthorPassingdazeBlacksburg, VAAboutI am 34 years old. I live in Southwest Virginia. I am a musician and I also love to write and read poetry. I especially enjoy strange and deeply personal writing. To my friends on this site: Please re.. more..Writing
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