Why I Am Silentby Joanne Marisa LeowWe are like two souls, two pieces of coloured string no longer entwined. My soul no longer dances in the light on the boundaries of yours. My soul has found other souls and curled up among their openings. You seem like a faraway, long-forgotten dream, almost transparent in your faintness, so pale that if I reach out and touch you, you will disappear. Now I am simply content to watch you prance like a foolish knave along the fringes of my existence. And the wistfulness in my heart? That too will pass. |
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