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Here I stand, blank and mute
Unaware that contentment would be this acute.

Awkward in silence, and afraid to speak,
Apprehensive that a thought vocalized would trigger my own critique.

Amazed, and curious, however afraid to ask,
Despite my satisfaction, what made you turn back.

Desperate with the gift of your presence, I push the endless tears behind,
Helter-skelter with enduring questions that coninue to plague my mind.



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On Sunday October 16th, 2005, RepulsiveAttraction (109) writes:
this really speaks to me, sounds earily familiar


On Friday August 27th, 2004, Lynaes (1129) writes:
Wonderfully described.. quite perfect. This is exactly what goes through your mind. Awesome work, I love this.


On Friday August 27th, 2004, Lydia Jade (790) writes:
i like this....expressed well.. and emotion flows truely....very nice write


On Thursday August 26th, 2004, Northstar (455) writes:
why does this not have any comments? This is awesome--I can completely enmesh myself with what you express here--so nicely done--clear and well stated...the flow, rhyme and structure work well for this piece and the ending just nailed it



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